Three times a day I seek GOD's face
Down on my knees I ask for grace
I ask for joy I ask for love
I ask for blessings from above
I once was blind but now I see
Have mercy on a wretch like me
I once was lost but now im found
Of dust he made me from the ground
He is the first he is the last
I pray His Son will come at last
Three tmes a day I seek GOD'S face
His SON died for the human race
Great poem
I seek his face toO. Love the way you expressed yourself.