From the crown of my head
To my soles of my feet
Were rashes that I had dread
From friends I used to retreat
I went to Him with tears
His cleansing blood made me holy
His cross bade farewell to my fears
And now, I even look pretty
Hindered to sing by an unpleasant voice
I felt my songs made ears sore
I couldn't sing and had no choice
Because others said, "Sing no more"
I went to Him with tears
He gave a sweet voice, now Him I adore
Rejoicing over the praises He hears
Encouraging me, He said "Sing some more"
In academics I was very poor
Many classmates hated me more
Staff confirmed that I can't improve ever
In vain I tried for a high score
I went to Him with tears
Endowed me with wisdom and talents
Blessed me to have all success
I became one of the best students
Riches and pleasures I didn't have
Felt unworthy to be on earth
Lonely and rejected, with no one to love
Thought I'm unlucky by birth
I went to Him with tears
He adopted me to be His precious daughter
And gave me all His treasures
He assured me of His inheritance forever
Trapped in my sinful nature
Countless were my transgression
Getting closer to the pit of fire
Decided to seek for salvation
I went to Him with tears
Touched by His mighty power
I was redeemed from the snares
Lifted up by my great Seer.
© By Malar Harris