The day i got down on my knees,
the troubles around me were put under a spotlight
my soul was broken, on my knees my eyes were filled with tears,
like a never ending stream flowing,
with all my pain and afflictions wearing me thin
the day i got down on my knees,
i was in the dark i was alone,
i was misunderstood, shunned and judged
On my knees all was revealed
my heart in pieces, all my desires out in the open
all my fears towering above me
with sin stains on my being
the day i got on my knees;
i found myself at the feet of a merciful Saviour
the one who comforts you as a mother would her child
The day i got on my knees....I PRAYED
by Nicola Manduna
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