Give Me a Soul
From my fragments, what can be retrieved?
Is my story finished and untold?
Am I real or have I been deceived?
Is there goodness, will my pain recede?
On the art of life must one be bold
From my fragments, what can be retrieved?
I am proud, and I shall never plead
Though my heart is saddened and grows cold
Am I real or have I been deceived?
What has any worth, what are my deeds?
Into whose heart might my heart unfold?
From my fragments, what can be retrieved?
I did not suffer from the sin of greed
I posses no silver and no gold
Am I real or have I been deceived?
Oh God in whose name many goods are sold
Take me in your hands , give me a soul
Of my fragments, what can you retrieve?
Am I real and here, are You deceived?
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