Now much I do, yet success I don’t get too
Where did I go wrong, I wonder a loud too
Blessings when of thee, how can far I be
That doubt persisted and persecuted me
But forgot I, that it was you who do
And faith in thee I had forgotten too
Failure of these convictions caused failure in me
As I sat down to put all the blames on thee
For true it is that do you for all those who do
And win shall all those, who for you do.
- Dr. Hira