Lord, give us legs,
For your mercy we beg,
Where there's a raise,
At the end, there's praise,
And they're many days..
Few days, Lord, give us grace,
To carry on in your face,
Grant us divine favour,
Oh dear saviour,
All I'm asking, is the right behaviour..
To know your will,
Not worship my bills,
Though I battle many needs,
Remind me, I have your seed,
To overcome, though I bleed..
For your sake,
I'll sacrifice with a heart, that's not fake,
I'll worship though I'm not pure,
Though I'm not sure,
In faith, I believe in the future..
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