My own God,
Has been with me since eternity and beyond.
From everything I've sought,
To everything I got,
He's always there with me,
My own God.
Hides deep within the place,
Where people either find solace,
Or get lost in its chase.
A place where life is,
A place where life will cease.
His presence is unknown,
Though he's known,
For the seeds of life he's sown.
He keeps account of everything,
My own God,
He keeps checking everything,
My own God.
He keeps the life in me,
He subdues the strife in me,
My own God.
He makes my life less flawed,
He gets me out of things which has me clawed,
Why he does this?
He does this because he's very fond,
Of me,
For he's my own God.
My own individual God,
Has been with me since birth,
He's been with me in my mirth,
He's been with me in every calamity on this earth.
My own God,
I love him dearly,
In front of him all the worldly pleasures look merely.
My own God,
My only God.



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