Good morning Father, hope we have a nice day.
I know you're not happy when I disobey.
I'm glad you love me, even though I may fail,
because I don't always do things so well.

I start out thinking that everything’s okay,
but sometimes my planning goes astray.
So, thanks in advance, in case things go wrong,
for guiding my steps, back to where they belong.

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