Tuesday, April 20, 2010

I do not want to go back
To my muddy blackened state
So much fruits I lack
Instead of love I hate

Help me every moment
To be more like You
I want to be more fervent
Loving, kind and true

I only want to sleep
To escape from my stress
But I know that I will reap
what I sow, my life is in a mess

I need you to pull me through
Another day, another hour.
Because I cannot see through
I am void of any power.

I depend on Thee I depend on Thee
You are my only hope
WHen the light I at last shall see
No more in the darkness grope.

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