Languor broken, kindly waken me;
Sleep of infatuation, remote do keep.
The lamp of hope, please sustain it blazing;
Steer me along light's street.
In darkness gloomy let me not falter and wait;
Absent thought, may I not state: "I wish, I crave".
You're with the ones for whom nothing is scarce;
Please dismiss the wicked turbidity.
I have gone and I'll go on holding to Your path, Lord;
I won't be despondent in the least, ever onward will I forge.
Nonetheless, when the storm's thunder and lightning come,
Please do simply cast a glance at my heart, smiling.
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Friday, March 15, 2024
Only on account of You
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By Your grace and for Your sake is everything I do.
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