Until the end of the day, I kneel and pray
Looking towards the heaven, looking toward that day.
That day when You will unfold Your plan
To a needy young man trying to make it through this land.
Pressured of making wealth, happiness and all
But only received nightmares, Lord I can’t take it anymore.
Please lead me to that path that You have set before me
My Faith is running short. Help me where You want me to be
I know I am one of Your angels, one without the wings
I try to be kind and peaceful, bring to people wonderful things.
But I feel more hurt my Lord, my tears continue to flow
My soul is almost dying, my spirit is growing slow.
So I ask You dear Father, please show me Your full grace
For I am tired hiding my smile underneath the pain on this face.
Show me Thy Word my Father, please show me Thy plan
In this life’s journey my Lord, may Your will be done
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