daniGrafix

I bend my head, I close my eyes, My palms facing the sky, My heart clenched to the very bottom, And my soul crying a helpless cry He, the forgiver Me, the sinner —ashamed of all my sins I moan a deep sigh; And then I beg, "Don't forgive me. Oh God. For I have done such a deed, My goods don't weigh enough, And hell is to where I shall lead; All my life, I lied; Never did I thank Thee, Instead I lived with useless pride, And completely forgot Thee, And so, now I shall not plead; For a place I don't deserve, Yes, I am the sinner ashamed of my deed, But to die with Thy unforgiving; I would never grieve," With this I stood up