Thank You, My Lord

Thank you, my Lord Thank you, my Lord Thanks - a ton of it, to you, Pure I was when I was born as a dew drop on grass at dawn But as the day progressed lie knocked at my door and I let it in, greed followed to be my next guest. Lust visited me very often and soon I was one of the beasts But one day I met truth among the flowers and was overawed by its light, it lifted me from the clay of lies, melted the greed by its heat and lust lost its way to my humble hut Flooded by the light of bliss how fortunate feel! That I had His grace as a gift make me dance and dance on my feet...