On my humbled knee
While time gives no rest
To her patrons tiresome
Like the lioness on hungry hunt
Relentless to her prey
I pray and seek and ask mercy
I ask that I might stay
In good graces with the heavenly
The gracious will of God
The favor of the Kingdom
Through out this penitent day
For all I walk and stake my soul
I hope in glory and victory
In this putrid sinful place
For all my doubts and ill attempts
At ethereal deliverance
I lay them at your feet
Grant me greater wisdom
Grant me greater peace
The days that now await
To live more honorably
Than latter strife which I now forsake
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