Batter my heart, three-person'd God; for You as yet but knock, breathe, shine, and seek to mend. That I may rise and stand, o'erthrow me, and bend Your force to break, blow, burn, and make me new. Take me to You, imprison me, for I, except You enthrall me, never shall be free, nor ever chaste, except You ravish me.
Written by John Donne