My Labour And Thy Favour

I am not merely hopeful, but sure, to get thy favour, Thou art, untie the knot of luck with my labour, I pray and worship to thee, O my sole Master, If Ye can't help then who is there to succour, Knowingly-unknowingly indulged with the Sin, Save from wrath, heart weeps with phantom pin, I know Master; faith on Thee will show me the path I am the scattered one, scattering, save with lath My labour, thy favour, you and me; my Master Bother none, whether they accept or not, I know My agile-fragile heart and my breath they show, None here to help, except Thee, that Ye know, ‘Tis my hearts feeling, it goes to you and, it‘ll go My labour, thy favour, you and me; my Master I have come from Thee, will return unto Thee, This dust will be dust, prithee! Accept my plea, The dust of earth will remain on earth; I've seen, Lead me to earn to save that is for soul, I mean! My labour, thy favour, you and me; my Master