All I Hope And Ask For
O’ Lord
Is That Tomorrow When I Lay To Rest
Another One Of My Remaining Days
Let My Eyes Glisten,
Not With Sorrow Or Shame,
But Innocent Pride!
Let My Head Not Be Bowed
With The Worthless Weight Of Another Dawdling Day,
But Be Contentedly Raised
On Seeing A Panting Day Hit The Finishing Line With Success.
O’ Lord!
Leave Me, Not With The Ghost Of Grief – Borne By Failure
But With The Spirit Of Success – The Legacy Of A Winner!!