Purging The Heart
How many imperfections color the heart with
their distortions! How can the willing heart
find the means to be corrected and changed?
Knowing we cannot do this work ourselves,
even in the span of a lifetime, God provides
the grace of the night of the soul to cleanse
us and transform us.
"Purge me with hyssop, and I shall be clean;
wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow…The
sacrifice acceptable to God is a broken spirit;
a broken and contrite heart, O God, you will
not despise." (Psalm 51.7,17)
As night descends, worries heighten;
Peace is displaced by vague unease.
Fears of offending God tighten -
Their weight drops the heart to its
No consolation can be found
In psalm or prayer however sought;
The heart remains pressed to the ground
Dust and dryness remain its lot.
Virtues withdrawn expose weakness;
By grace, humility is grown.
Self-assurance becomes meekness -
The heart was never left alone.
In the stillness of the night air,
A gentle breeze assures the heart:
This purge is both gentle and fair,
As means for old ways to depart.
By night, the heart's cleansed and
This cross is holiness pursued.
"Search me, O God, and know my heart; test
me and know my thoughts. See if there is
any wicked in me, and lead me in the way
everlasting." (Psalm 139.23-24)
Lord, may my heart be held tightly
hand at this difficult time of letting
of old ways, that I may not offend
my soul grow in holiness according
(c) Paul Buis, 2009