Thou Hast Made me
Thou hast made my life smooth
So crooked! All is well sooth
Like flowers of barbados
Laid on the green grass of parados
Why is it so? I bid to know
For there is utter rest in my soul
Oh creator! What do i believe?
The hula hoop or gravity's grieve
My greatest fear is the fall
Help me oh lord! Help to stand tall.