My soul in tensed darkness
As my soul floats in tensed darkness,
My heart beats in lifeless starkness,
A faint hope pierces my despair,
As my knees glued firm to prayer.
I soared with sour taste of my sores,
My favours, all burned to vapours,
Poverty beckoned with stern stare,
As my knees glued firm to prayer.
Friends stayed far to gloat my sorrow,
Night stretched long, no hope for morrow,
Sadness comes with relentless scare,
As my knees glued firm to prayer.
My spirit cried for God's favour,
His grace became my sole saviour,
Right from then I enjoyed his care,
As my knees glued firm to prayer.
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