Who hath me here
this prison place
this trap that hath me
hold?
Whose caged bars
and steel born rims
each day that I behold?
The fallen here
both rich and poor
the educate and not
The languish of
a broken heart
from plans now made
distraught
Direction cast
now made a mist
a foggy tempt display
And none relieve
or burden bear
that brought me thus this
way
But cast I shall
this burden borne
on sacred arms I'll lean
Till his release
hath set me free
the path that He hath seen
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