O God, the most merciful.
You are the powerful creator.
You make us purposeful.
Sometimes we become the violators,
But you are versatile;
You forgive and forget.

You work in mysterious ways
Without you we'd be living in a daze.
Our debt to you can never be paid
You created us from clay,
Without you, we would not see the days
And the beautiful things you made.

The love for you is great.
I talk to you in prayers and wait...
You never frustrate.
To you, I try to connect.
The bad I try to counter weight.

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