In a transparent myriad of men | |
I stand, transfixed | |
I am lost, searching "Am I the Crestfallen?" | |
I ask There is no light... "Am I the Blinded?" | |
I ask ...nor serenity | |
Redeem me, | |
I yearn I yearn for an answer | |
I am lost, searching "Am I to vanish like water?" | |
I ask The desert is my daily bread... "Am I to wither like trodden grass?" | |
I ask ...and tears of threefold my drink | |
Redeem me, | |
I yearn I am lost, dear | |
God Redeem me from this nothingness |