Batter my heart, three-personed 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.
John DonneFull nakedness! All my joys are due to thee, as souls unbodied, bodies unclothed must be, to taste whole joys.
John Donne