I long for rest at night,
I yearn for morning sight,
I crave for God’s bright Light,
And His Spirit’s insight.
I strife boredom to fight,
I woe aches, pain and fright,
I weal on human rights,
And on God’s super might.
I trust in His Love tight,
I come to Him contrite,
I call on His Name quite,
As Father and child unite.