O Infinite Alchemist, spiritualize our weakness into strength, our wrong thoughts into right thoughts. Grow Thou a flower of Thine understanding out of every seed of activity. With Thy magic wand of foresight, teach us to transmute our ugly demons of selfish ambitions into fairies of all-serving, noble aspirations. Train Thou each stallion of desire to race for Thine abode. Transform our dark ignorance into golden wisdom. Transmute all base ores of disqualifications into liquid streams of spiritual gold, steadily rushing for Thy shore.