I THANK THEE
by Naureen H. Khan - Pakistan
Oh Lord! Thank thee
For a loving heart
For all the riches that you gave
As my comfort and wealth is my honey
Who tells me; you mean the world to me
Each time I talk to him
He wipes off all my tears
Takes away all my fears
Shows me that he has all the cares
A love that nobody can shares
And I begin to feel like a princess
Who has all the heavenly riches and love?
And then there is dusk
When he leaves me behind
Then I long for him with every tick
Begin to feel like a beggar
A beggar in front of God
Pleading for all the riches and love again
Then I fell into grief and begin to complain
All this continues each day
I turn into princess and beggar each day
With dawn and dusk my life swaps
But I am blissful for a darling
Who engender a feeling of princess that I have
Oh Lord! Thank thee
For a loving heart
For all the riches that you gave
As my comfort and wealth is my honey
Who tells me; you mean the world to me.
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