To you my Lord

 

I opened my bedroom's window;
And lifted my eyes to the sky;
I saw the moon and the stars so high.

I felt suddenly I wanted to cry;
As a breeze of air made me shiver;
And I went on my knees for you  my forgiver.

It's good not to face you;
But what will I do ?
When one day I'll stand in front of you?

I feel sadness , fear and lot of grief
No more tears in my eyes
The only thing that gave me relief

I want to cry for years that passed;
For the present and for the past;
And who knows the future till when it will last.

I feel like a child who needs tenderness;
And who'll be more tender and warm to me;
Take my hand and make me follow thee.

I'm only a weak soul you created;
By your help I can be strong;
And I promise never to do any wrong.

  Gihan

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