This book of life,
I have about five,
What excuse do I have?
If I don't arrive?
I know what is good,
Yet I do what is bad,
Most times I feel sad,
For making heaven mad.
I need grace,
To finish this race,
And take my place,
In God's Palace.
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I need grace To finish this race..nicely penned about a sinners plea