Wishy-Washy Sunday

Give clean hands and a pure heart.
But I'm not prepared to start.
I want to fall in love with You;
Don't ask me if my love is true.
I want to make You my one thing.
Don't make it so; I'll kick and scream.
Sanctify - my mind is set;
Then again, Lord, not quite yet.
I want to be undivided,
Only need what You've provided.
You alone have my devotion,
Cause my heart to increase motion.
You will be my one true love,
Rapture heart to courts above.
Focus, this is what I will.
I'm not even close to there, but still,
I ask You for a freshened start.
Gradually draw my wand'ring heart.