Lord, when am I to be like thee?
oh, When am I to reach
The pinnacle of righteousness
That all men seek to breach?
For much I do is wickedness,
so Much I do is wrong.
Oh, when can I receive the crown
And join thy happy throng?
Oh, Lord, thy song is Heav'nly sound,
and I would like to sing
With thee and angel's voices sweet,
and praise thee, worthy King!
I'd give thee all my daily meat!
All this I'd do for thee.
For thou hast given all thy life,
For sinners, all, for me.
For joy, for pain, for all the strife,
How couldst thou love me so?
For I, a wretched man, once chose
to scorn thee from below.
Oh, Lord, thy spirit 'round me glows,
I feel thy comfort strong.
I know that thou art in the right
And I should come along.
I know now that I have thy light,
The light you've given me.
I know I must strive to the end
To come back home to thee.
-Lewie II
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