Save Me, Dear Lord

What name befits my current plight? Cursed, broken, depressed, or a walking dead? I've tried and tried to find an easy light, Through this hard life, just to make it ahead. Yet failure greets me, and it breaks me inside, I believe in God, but He's too quiet for me. Are my sins too many, His light to hide? Or He turned his face and let me suffer silently? Was I born at a time so wrong, Where every odd against me does play? Friendless, unlucky, unfortunate, I belong, To a soul, mind, and life in disarray. How plain can I speak for you to understand? I'm struggling, financially, spiritually, thinking of DEATH. But I'm too young to leave this land, My family looks up to me with their hopeful breath. What shall I do, peasant's boy, now grown? God, hear this sinner's plea. Rescue my soul, don't leave me alone, Let me serve you, and let my spirit be free. I dream of a life good and fair, Have me experience that before my eyes close. Change me, Lord, with your loving care, Free me from this path of pain and woes.