As a whole new creation

Innocent, truthful and pure

Was I born as His imitation

But could not for long endure-

 

Leading a life of truthful song;

‘cause I’m not so strong

To resist temptations and stopping to sin

In this materialistic world I’m living in!

 

Born with a purpose to please Him

In each and everything I do

I notice my life growing dim

As each step farther from Him I move

 

Whispering a monotonous mantra of prayer each day

But again getting back to the old wrong way

To evil paths of darkness and ways so wild

Deserve I not to be called His child!

 

Yet receiving all blessings, I still stay

As an unworthy piece of unmoulded clay

But that which sustains my life even now

Is only HIS unchanging love.