Can't recognize black and white
Can't see turns on the road
Can't distinguish ups and downs
Can't figure out good and bad.
I thought You're my teacher
Mother, father, and my guide
And I ask You to show me
The right path to reach my goal.
I wait for You to throw some light
To see in this surrounding darkness
And strongly I believed that
You'll lead me to unseen destination.
I faced all life's hardships and joys
I went through both profit and loss
As the nectar of Your mercy rained
Thought of future scares me no more.
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