Beneath this great despondency He gave,
No longer will I weep and question Him.
My whole life to Him I owe to the grave
to the tip of the tips and edge of grim.
All my adversity and devotion –
had somehow led me to being astray.
My priority is my affliction.
This blunder taught me to go the right way.
I went to Him with a regretful heart,
seeking for His forgiveness and mercy,
asking for a sunrise and a new start,
blaming myself for this conspiracy.
All my gratitude to my Creator
Heavenly Father, Jesus, my Savior.
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