sifted out like grain

touched by the fire again

the day turns into darkness

i drown my despair



where is my hope and comfort?

do i have strength of stone?

i long to see your face

take me out of this place



teach me and i will be quiet

show me where i have been wrong

how painful are honest words

what do your arguments prove?



surely i speak of those things

i do not understand

therefore i despise myself

and repent in dust and ash



where is my hope and comfort?

do i have strength of stone?

i long to see your face

take me out of this place