O Lord, Refine Me
O Lord how shall I overcome stress
All it just piles creating mess
Will there ever be complete peace
And my doubts die as I’m at bliss
Why certain mistakes I commit
Unknowingly though damn it..!
How to regain the lost image
How to rebuild the damage
Nothing happens without a reason
This surely has a purpose unison
Waiting to have pure public figure
Bouncing back with might and vigour..!
All I need Thy benedictions umpteen
To reach the climax of character clean..!!
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