What's my life without my Lord?

Lonesome, neglected and Lost.

What will i do without my Lord?

i'd rather die than to think of such.

What would become of this lost soul?

Eternal fire it will endure.

Speak ye, lost soul.

Lord i pray for strength. This world is not my home. Whate're betides, sol it shall be.
Lonely i am, no longer will be. Weary i am, You shall carry me thru. Erring's inevitable, thou will deliver me still.


God will see you thru.