"Lovesmith divine, may your fiery love purify my life with your compassion as I set out this day. Purify my deeds that I might act for more than myself, purify my words that I might speak with integrity; purify my heart that I might know your presence more; purify my perceptions that I might distinguish between the impurity of self-centredness and the dirt-honest job of being true to myself. Smithy my soul in the Workshop of this world that when I pass through the fire I will not be burned, but tempered to forge a way more loving, by your transformation at work in me this day." (Tess Ward)
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