Questioning کے بول

You gave me life You gave me pain You put my cross to burden me through life I take this freely from you I've put my faith in you I yearn for your direction Seeking my life's redemption This is my right, These are my thoughts This is your gift This is your Son's free will! I am your child, I am from you Born of your name, a cause of shame? I suffer truly from this, why is this so? Is this for your amusement? Deny my fate? This is my right, These are my thoughts This is your gift This is your Son's free will! Will you be pleased, with Godly acts? But will hypocrisy, fit in your plan? I stretch my will to serve you, I live to satisfy But I will defy you, when weakness comes