dear God
remember my works.
the rewards are with you and not from man
the job was not mine but yours
you said you are the father to the fatherless a husband to the windows
why after all you make me feel ashamed
raise me up once again
bless me so that those against will see you are God
I will always worship you in all because nothing you do with out a purpose.
if it's your will let it be my God