A Prayer 歌词

This! My testimony My desperate cry For thy forgiveness And for my weakness Here I stand, fear and shake Here I await My days have almost passed Many times I asked thee master Once again I pray to thee Take the chalice away from me Tempt me not as I am weak! Think of me the way thou wish Judge me quick I'll soon be gone This choice is mine... wish to believe I have seen the rise and fall of thee I have heard thy sermon I have learnt the faults of this world Here I stand, look at thee And Now thee ask me down to sleep I pray thee lord my tears to sweep I hope I'll die before thee wake I beg thee lord for heaven's sake Conformity is the greatest of all the human weakness. The meek and the mild have never been the salt of the earth. They shall never die as they have never been born. The will to create has never been theirs. The will to live has sadly never been theirs, either.