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 !