A foreign land is where I'm in..
Having no friends or family
I set my hopes high & by..
Glancing back at the journey gone by
I yearn for the potter to mould my life..
So that I can be righteous once more..
To be someone without disguise
And also no blemish in my life.
Discouraged I may be..
Strength growing thin..
I lie at His feet begging for mercy
Before He calls me back to Him.
Lord Father.. I want to know you so..
Yet my being drags me to hurt you more..
O Lord Father.. Forgive me once more
So that I won't be alone.. Any more.
I wait for your answer, O Lord..
Won't you reply to my prayer as ought ?
I will try as I may..
Even after this day..
I will chase after you, My Lord.