After Reading Edward Taylor

Edward Taylor was an early American poet. Last year in Am. Lit. we read his poems, and then this just came straight into my head. I think it was September '08. There were other stanzas that I wrote later, but I like this one best, just standing alone.

As diamond's made from blackened stone
Lord, make me Your very own.
Now hard and cold, my heart must be
Placed under pressured heat by Thee.
Though it may hurt--such awful weight!--
I know it shall perfection make.
And with Thy patience I'll endure,
A perfect diamond, clean and pure.