How far must thou go O' trouble One
before thy life is turned
the pain and anguish brought to thee
by choices thou hast earned
Dost thou not see the hurt brought on
both thee and them thou love
thy stubborn ways apart from God
to lead thee from above
The path thou trod hast not worked out
and always brings thee harm
dost thou not hear the Savior's cry
that rings thy heart's alarm
But as thou wilt be stroppy still
and obstinate thy soul
and dare not yield to Jesus' ways
the ever binding prole
And day by day and year by year
the same results thou see
and set aside the greatest ways
God made for thee to be
But thou hast hope in God above
His love shall never cease
until the pods of pigs thou eat
and bring thee to His peace
And suffer long thou dost not need
unless thy pride prevail
and keep thee from the grace of God
to everyone availed
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