Step by step, I move ahead,
In the cold, my heart is led.
Guiding my hand to embrace,
The poverty I must face.
In this land, I find my way,
Through the trials, come what may.
With faith in God, I stand tall,
In His mercy, I find it all.
Often reckless, I would charge,
Empty, weak, my soul at large.
In the lies, I soaked too long,
Nothing grew, but shaytan’s song.
In this land, I find my way,
Through the trials, come what may.
With faith in God, I stand tall,
In His mercy, I find it all.
Now with trembling steps, I go,
Guiding myself, steady and slow.
Knocking on the door with hope,
In patience, I learn to cope.
In this land, I find my way,
Through the trials, come what may.
With faith in God, I stand tall,
In His mercy, I find it all.
Without trust in the Divine,
All is lost, no meaning to find.
To the Most High, I return,
In His love, my soul will burn.