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Thank you, my Lord
Thank you, my Lord
Thank you, my Lord
Thanks - a ton of it, to you,
Pure I was when I was born
as a dew drop on grass at dawn
But as the day progressed
lie knocked at my door
and I let it in, greed followed
to be my next guest.
Lust visited me very often
and soon I was one of the beasts
But one day I met truth among the flowers
and was overawed by its light,
it lifted me from the clay of lies,
melted the greed by its heat
and lust lost its way to my humble hut
Flooded by the light of bliss
how fortunate feel!
That I had His grace as a gift
make me dance and dance on my feet...
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