O Lord, how many are my foes?
Can you smite them with your mighty blows?
And knock the lights out of all of those that dwell in me?
And where's the one that I love best?
Why have you put me to this test?
Am I cursed or am I blessed in this, my strife?
O Lord, how many are my foes?
Can you count them on you mighty toes?
Or am I the only one of those that's a threat to me?
For a one like me is trouble double-fold
So the story goes my mother told
Make me strong and make me further bold to deal with life