Use me O’ Lord! Use me
Use me after cultivating
Astonishingly use me
Austerely use me
People who seek material and
Pride say “Time is not enough”
People loved to seek grace say
“Prepare, Time is nearest”
All of the days gone by in vain
As a futile and crime it is
Honey-speaking relationships themselves
Will come looking and mocking
Winking as I have enough time
Waited with no reason
Fink am I to others to mime
Finding a ridiculous slander
Will stand to blame my attitude
Will accumulate to complain
Spill useless advices to me in the
sign of relative and friend
Some will say inferiority complex
Since I lift up myself
Some will say superiority complex
Since I humble myself
As I do not know my mind
Anyone else know me?
Ye’ I am your craft kind
You know the truth in me
Relationships wish my inferiority
Relatives of relative wish my distress
Reason behind that I look at is what
Realized myself my attitude is that
Looking back on my life
Luring to edit is useless
Future I desired a lot to design
Flopped wasteful as passed
Days were gone and the people too
Despite I just stood sluggish
Days on the search of people
Down I went calm dubious
I Counted my days back
Anything missing mass
Don’t want to be in an adverse
declared The Lord is the source
I didn’t like oppression and repression,
not condensed by men’s negligence.
Who can give what you intended to prevent,
can prevent what you thought to give?
Than you who knew me better than I did
I have no choice in the world
You can do innumerable things to me that
I have the way to get it in a lot
No mind to worry
The keeper is always Thee
I am eagerly looking for you
It must be the joyful move
When I live in your grace
I felt inner strength
When I fell being faulted
I realized being flouted
Great is neither material nor Gold
Gaining pride and relatives too
Greater is thy grace alone for me
Thy servant you will use free
Worthless and not a slave to men
Work not by my hand but Thee
Worked all that known to everyone
Work of thy pagination O’ Potter!
Everything is still there for me though
I'm looking for something
Like an uneducated seeking to learn
Yet not found treasure in search
Shape me as per your will
Stretch me to your feet
Hug me comfort fully all days
Healed by thy mercy and grace
Do not leave me on my own
Don’t let me a burden to Thee
As politely as you wish from me
to follow thee, O’ Lord Use me
When Love Dries Up - Justice
and the grace is cut off
Violence is often slandered
Use me as thy sword
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