Where i am

 Sometimes i feel alone .

Unable to make my joy sustain .

Felt  all lost which i obtain .

Weaving in a tears of my heart slain .

Eyes are soaked in watery rain .

Old man misery and wailing  my brain .

Harder to know its real pain ?

i left of my eys and hope for your love .

My only shelter, where i could hide my self  .?

Often i exchange my joy to my sinfull self .

Lord untill you reframed the mud of your hand .

Nothing could be mold  out without your plan .

Again and again i fail of my chance .

Be my lord and make me ur branch .

Hold my hand and forsake me not .

Thou art my lord of sinfull such .

Brought me near into  your cross. 

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