You have made me
And my work is to pray
When I come to you
Devil takes me away
You are the creator
But we are tempted by the cheater
We seek worldly pleasures
To get them we lose respite and leisure
The whole Universe is in Your grip
We, the insane are busy in trip
O' God make us to follow the right path
That can take us away from Your wrath
We have gone astray
In useless trifles our heads are gray
Make us grateful men
Forgiving our sins this and that one
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