Oceans of Sin

We kneel to You on rugs made of tears
clothes threadbare like our hopes
Worn thin by constant waves of turmoil
barely and weakly does one cope
Seeking Your hand to lift us up
when we fall again and again
Lost in prideful delusion of dreams
futures drowned in oceans of sin

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