| 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 |