Father Lord, we have awoken this morning
We know you are the reason for the sun rising
Father, the streets ain't smiling....
We haven't got things to makes us wear a smiley
We are asked to have faith in thee
Even though most times our minds flee
Father Lord, we are tired of the hard times
We are sorry we do one or two crimes
We fall short of your Glory but Lord don't punish us in a hurry.
Give Us this day a good bakery we would learn to provide our daily bread.
Though we showcase thuggery. We don't mean to create daily a new dead.
Guide our spirits all the time to take d right step. And when we take d wrong step guide our souls to a new step.
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