I TRUST YOU, CHRIST.
Between Your hands l place my trust and life.
I see how much You love my begging heart.
I feel myself too weak and see in you
the mum whom the child sees can the world fight.

I did what l forgot of previous acts,
which have no place in my now disturbed mind
to see that You have built on those past deeds
the precious consequence which now l find.

My Lord, my Christ, l will not fear mistakes
as what l think wrong acts Your hand will use
to build on them what l can never think
You will confer my house the greatest bliss.
BY JOSEPH ZENIEH
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