Pick myself up, To keep me going, After all the trials and tribulations. But it's your prayers, that never let me give up, I pant, I stop for momentary rest, And then again thinking of you, I rise up and advance. It's a bliss to have you, More than anything else, I believe prayer propels. I won't say you a thanks, Instead, as a token of gratitude, I would succeed, And fulfill - my mission. I am so exhausted to Pick myself up, To keep me going, After all the trials and tribulations. But it's your prayers, that never let me give up, I pant, I stop for momentary rest, And then again thinking of you,
