My heart is heavy, to whom shall I confess my sorrows?
Everyone is burdened with their own troubles
Who can comfort me in this time of chaos?
My heart cries out to the Lord.
I lift up my heartaches
I lift up my cares
I present them to my Savior
I offer them to my king.
How can I keep on living when my whole world’s falling apart?
How can I keep on singing when sorrow fills my heart?
Wave upon wave, gale after gale,
The tempests with in me make me frail.
What can I do when everything is out of my control?
What can a mere person do when falling off a waterfall?
What can I hold on to when I’m falling so fast?
When can my tear-blurred eyes see their last?
Heaven! Oh heaven! Hear me cry out.
Listen, my troubled mind cries out:
Comfort my grieving soul
Give me peace above all.
My king, my savior, my master
Give me strength to see this ordeal over
Give me light, give me power
My dear Lord, please give me an answer.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem