DELUSIONS I did cherish but now I am rid of them. Tracing the track of false hopes I trod upon thorns to know that they are not flowers. I shall never trifle with love, never play with heart. I shall find my refuge in you on the shore of the troubled sea.
DAY AFTER DAY, O lord of my life, shall I stand before thee face to face? With folded hands, O lord of all worlds, shall I stand before thee face to face? Under thy great sky in solitude and silence, with humble heart shall I stand before thee face to face? In this laborious world of thine, tumultuous with toil and with struggle, among hurrying crowds shall I stand before thee face to face? And when my work shall be done in this world, O King of kings, alone and speechless shall I stand before thee face to face?
