When things have reached the point of no return;
When life's nadir is reached and you can't climb;
When future looks uncertain gloomy, dark;
When bridge to safety is not tread-worthy;
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How long, dear God, do I great troubles meet?
My lamentation seems to go a waste;
A thing I do turns Herculean a feat;
As precious time is lost, I am in haste.
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When things beyond my control do occur,
And fortune favors just the evil minds:
When my own people with me don’t concur,
My remnant patience to a halt well grinds.
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When despair fills the anguished, wearied hearts,
And hopelessness engulfs their minds as well,
And failures come sequentially like darts,
And earthly life has turned almost like hell…
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O God, I’ve hypersensitive a heart;
They offend me so oft in various sorts;
Who cares to understand my every thought?
My sufferings can be loaded in carts.
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Despair threatens man again and again;
Most men keep working along corrupt lines;
The body scorched by sun then longs for rain!
The flooded lands wonder when the sun shines?
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