A Common Man's Prayer

I pray you to take me to that height,
From where fall is not possible,
But I know my worth,
Being a human being I am the victim of
All those infirmities which a comman man has,
Jealousy, prejudice, hatred, anger, and greed,
inhabit my mind,
I confess my sin yet I am not strong enough
To stay away from them,
O Lord, forgive my sin,
And help me attain that height of spiritual glory,
From where fall is not possible.