In The Land of I

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.