I Would Like To Be

I am not what I look to you;
	To my soul I am always true.	
	Because of it, I am alive.					
	God, out of it, joy I derive!     		

	What is good or bad my soul knows;
	On my character, light it throws. 
	For my sake, I let it contrive.
	God, out of it, joy I derive!	

	I would like to be what I am,
	By not involving in any scam;
	I follow my soul to survive.
	God, out of it, joy I derive!
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