WAX OF FAITH
Lord I pray
Tame my wandering heart
Lest I go astray
Preserve me
Let not this scorching sun of tribulation
Melts my heart of faith
This world is a market of pain
But always I say
Your heavenly treasure is enough gain
The faithless
Mock my faith
They say I am deranged
Lord I pray
Preserve me
Preserve my wax of faith
Lest I melt away
Under this scorching sun of mockery.
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