April 6, 2013

Have Mercy, Oh! Lord

His deeds are noble, 
pious of all realms,
I beg you for his calm.

He never betrays,
only reflects the truth,
Carve his path smooth.

He gives wings to fallen hopes, 
is your true devout,
Confer upon thy support.

His heart’s a golden flower, 
slowly withering down,
Hold him all around.

Save him,
He’s lurking in the shoal, 
he’s purer than any soul,

Have mercy, oh! Lord.