right here on my knees
i seek your forgiveness i have gone thro and fro
and could differentiate;
no place like home
for i have put up selfish reason for my season to make my selfish season
so i came back on my knees
if nature permit or not do forgive me i pleaded, for
my heart is heavy fully loaded with conscience and grief
my head ache as basket of sin overwhelm
still your forgiveness remains my antidot.
justification eluded, it ran away for so long even it trace could be seen, but all i plead for is your mercy; it's enough to purify and sanctify my unsanctify soul
and make me your son again.
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