Treasure Island

Bhavani Polimetla

Help me Jesus (Song)

My dreams were broken, feeling difficult to live this life…..
Help me to dream…..which you are going to fill… fulfill my life….
Help me Jesus… me to dream….the dream you have for me…..

Lost my path, in search of life…..don’t know where to go….
Show me the path….which brings us to you….to fulfill my life….
Help me Jesus….help me to walk…..the path you put for me…..

Tempting in the life, by looking at the glitter…don’t know how to stop….
Lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil….to fulfill my life…
Help me Jesus… us from temptations…..which are not worth in my life……

Praying in the life, by looking at you…don’t know how to pray….
Help me to pray….not for me….but to fulfill your wish…….
Help me Jesus… me to pray….the way you pray in your way…….


Submitted: Sunday, September 13, 2009

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