Forget me not in paradise
I already feel condemned
My sins always on the rise
Whenever I try to prevent them.
Please Lord, give just a chance
And I would wake from my trance.
My idol mind leads me astray
Teach me Lord How to pray.
Forgive me Lord, I am sinner
My hope of salvation been thinner
Transforming to perpetual thinker
Is the and time later or sooner?
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