Broken with failures sin and sorrow,
The horizon lies miles away in a complete daze,
Every fading beat dims the promise of another tomorrow,
Hard it is on the crimson cross to gaze!!!

Though the raging storms throw me down,
Though the tossing waves pull me to drown,
Though my inspirations, with failures me crown,
Though friends exchange my smiles with an aching frown,
Tears of anguish, misery and pain continue rolling on,
I lose the world, But Jesus I am still “holding on”….

My faith the rocks, have made so frail:
Letting me hang in a hopeless, helpless bay,
To soar again I have no guide, not even my trail,
The cross. The God, everything seems so far away!!!

Only troubles and sorrow continue to assail;
Knocking me down at my every aspiration to rise,
Though I strive hard and harder to no avail,
Hope assures that each strife is a mercy in disguise!!!!