Friday, September 26, 2025

Grant me calm,

 



I wake too late, the morning flees,
The clock ticks on, I fail to seize.
Sleep at night, a fleeting guest,
My restless mind will not find rest.

Thoughts like rivers, wild, untamed,
Eyes wide open, yet weary, framed.
Then morning comes with heavy eyes,
I drift, I slip, to soft disguise.

Lord, this fear I cannot bear,
Grant me calm, breathe in the air.
Guide my nights to peaceful sleep,
And mornings bright, awake, not weak.

Help me rise and face the day,
To walk in class, to learn, to stay.
With Your hand, I’ll find my way,
From restless night to sunlit day.

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