the appeal

am I mindful of it all as it unfolds before my eyes through confusion and doubt I sadly realize I sadly realize and start to feel the pain showering down upon me a cold and bitter rain a cold and bitter rain I feel its chill piercing my heart diminishing my will diminishing my will I cry to the lord who promised to be my strength, my sword my strength, my sword a light to guide such a weak and feeble man so empty inside so empty inside I pray to God above to wipe the slate of this broken man and fill his heart with love