This Lent is drawing to a conclusion;
My life has waxed and waned much like before;
But I’m in life in lesser confusion;
I know God better; devils to the core.
My mind’s ready for many more onslaughts;
Let humiliations be showered on me;
My lot is far better than many lots;
I will not blame God for my misery.
My sufferings are nothing like my Lord’s;
In silence, I’ll carry my cross for Him;
For all His goodness, my heart has no words;
He will not keep my life forever grim.
Like Jesus who resurrected third day,
I’ll trounce my problems all in my God’s way.
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