Save me O Lord from the dark beast SATAN
For I am a wretch unclean.
Save me O Lord from myself
For I may see, do, or touch things that is impure
Save me O Lord from thy naked eyes
For I may see everything that is cold, dark and cruel
in this world.
Save me O Lord from my unclean hands
For they may touch unholy things.
Save O Lord from my mind
Because it's filled with destruction, heartache and pain.
Save me O Lord from my feet because it's going in
the wrong direction.
Direct me in the right path O Lord
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I would like to translate this poem
For they touch will touch unholy things, great line, im looking for chords, i see maybe, a,1,4,5, the idea is a good one, but i think you need to add more words, , , , dig a little deeper, work out the ending, still very good.