My soul is full of trouble;
I am pulled towards the grave
On the list of doomed and dying,
Weak, forsaken, like the slain

Whom You pull your hand away from
And forget like faded paths
You have put me in the deepest,
Darkest pit beneath Your wrath

Chorus:
Lord, God of my salvation,
I call both day and night
Allow my prayer before You,
Tilt Your ear to hear my cry