Daily as I live,
To the heavenly will I not incure thy peeve.
Holy is the portion you've placed in my crate,
My penance are heavy laden to my designated fate.

You take me as I am,
How I long to be your favorite like Abraham.
To earn your gifts and everlasting promises,
To dwell as your kin in all the earth's premises.

To your name,
Let not the ways of my heart bring shame,
Ridicule and incompetence amongst men.
For...