The Altar-Coal

O God, send to me that angel–
Place the tongs in his hands.
Let him bring that altar-coal–
Once touched to
Isaiah’s unclean lips;
Press it to my heart!
Melt away the evil that is found there–
Then, Father, blow– breathe
Over the live coal,
Inspire a fire within my soul!
Then ask.
Say, “Who will go?”
In reply I’ll say
“Here, Lord! Send me!”


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