Lead me Lord Jesus, the good shepherd!
For, lost I don't want to be; an insane mind.
Lift me up with your abiding gifts
And like a rainbow, a colourful me.
The pains and rains of the wicked
Like nails pierces me so deep, I bleed!
Help me appear not once more in the camps of staggering laughters
And to their mirrors, a shattered glasses.
Load me with your beauties
Never fading with ages.
Teach me how to fish in deep waters
And in it let me drown in glorious affluence.
Answer me in the cancer of the wicked
And give me breathe in the years of my days.
Help me forgive all but not these two,
Poverty and Bitterness:
They have destroyed man and so his heart is not kind to all, not at all.
Give me your long hand, helping the needy carry on;
And like the birds, no boundaries to their flight,
My wings I spread like your kite.
These and many more, forget not to remember in your release.
So I pray, Amen.
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