Then cold and dark my spirit sinks,
To see my light of life depart,
And every fiend of Hell methinks
Enjoys the anguish of my heart.
Then cold and dark my spirit sinks,
To see my light of life depart,
And every fiend of Hell methinks
Enjoys the anguish of my heart.
For Thou hast taken my delight
And hope of life away,
And bid me watch the painful night
And wait the weary day.
Did I not tell thee, years before,
Life was for labour, not for joy?
Firm and bold my heart shall be:
Fear not though this life is dreary,
I can bear it well for thee.
My life is very lonely,
My days pass heavily,
I'm wearing of repining,
Wilt thou not come to me?
© 2020 Inspirational Stories
© 2020 Inspirational Stories