Am a beggar of grace

Like a beggar

Who daily lies on the street

Helpless, crippled and disabled

I live at the street of mercy

I try with my own strength but I am incapacitated

I commit to leave the streets but it¢s become my habitat

I can't stand the onlookers and all day I ask why me?

I wish I could do it by myself

I say never again will I lie

I say never again will I disobey

I say never again will I do it

But I find myself doing what I detest

I accept to sit all day at the street of mercy

To beg for God's grace

And though I don¢t deserve it

I know by myself I can¢t

I am forever a beggar of grace