Be My All

My frail weak soul
Has given up all,
Be in control
So I might not fall.

If I still doubt,
be my truth
Guide my thought
Guide my youth

Set me apart
From this world of vanity
Hold my heart
From this sanity

Like chasing a rainbow
after a rain,
Like dancing in a show
performing in vain.

My frail weak soul
has given up all,
Be my console
To fight this call.

If I still run,
Be my retreat,
I know that when I am done,
You are my receipt.

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