Pangs

Oh what sorrows and woes I bare, no sight beyond, no thoughts, no cares. The starlight shines in wondrous ways, though my eyes are dim, and this life's a maze. Still I seek what can't be found, with all I am, I reach and struggle, dig and pull, with endless effort and will... But then ask I why? Why do I feel the way I do and what's the reason... What’s the reason for all my struggles? Where do I turn for answers and who cares? This endless journey wears me thin... Is this my punishment for some terrible past sin? Oh woe is me, yes woe is me...should I look to a mountain? Where comes my help from? I weep, yes I weep... Who loves me and who is my friend? Yet echoes of past the sounds I hear... Jesus loves me this I know, And what a friend is he...