Father I thank you for saving me
From all them, that wants me dead
Even though I know not why
I have tried to live my life, guilt free
Even through life has pushed me up and down
Still; you come and save my butt
I do know; that I deserve this not
Am glad that you never let me go
Even when my file was read before thy face
That you looked down upon me and saw my heart
Many chances have I wasted on Vanities
I’ve struggled to eat, pay rent, buy clothes
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