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My Lord...
My Lord...
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When there was no path, direction or light,
And my fears were waiting to hold me tight.
He was the one to hold my hand,
To take me across the river's band.
He was none other than my sacred lord,
Who gave me everything, when there was nothing to afford.
As they were my parents, who were with me in my lifetime,
Because they were my only hope and were mine.
