Claire V. Bogdanos

Our lives have wandered far afield

And cannot know what time will yield

We beg that God will understand

And lend to us His helping hand.

The world is done and stranger still

Few people care, some never will

We wend our way among the maze

Of trying and forgotten days.

This generation, it is lost

There is no way to count the cost

All heaven’s tears are raining down

Oh save us Lord, lest we should drown !