O Lord help me, I cannot atone,
I can't live on this water alone,
I need Your breath, Your life,
I need Your saving, from my strife,
I need Your crutch.
I'll die without Your touch.
O Lord help me, I need You to come by,
To see me and WRITE VALUE ON MY LIFE!
I languish in this death, in this hate,
save me from this state.
You know I sneer at You,
The porn of life seems so true,
Though as it seduces, I know,
It's all the hoax, all the show.
It's YOUR life that's the truest of all,
With a heart for You this life becomes small,
This body's just a vessel,
The soul inside nestles,
Waiting for the release to You.
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