Into the future I looked wanting to mask;
thoughts and deeds I planted in past.
While memories most were of Friday last;
a nadir of self is lost in lust.
Questioning, I am planning to leave;
the unconscionable style that now I live.
Amazing grace I sought You give;
with wisdom You'll grant I now believe.
As I journey the valley may she be part;
In seeking your ways ain't I depart;
Believing in days may I impact;
that beaming wisdom that now is packed.
Asante I say, I now give thanks;
Your mercies abound I've no remarks;
My horizon You've stretched, I give full marks;
In Your wisdom I live, I now leave marks;
