What is this sadness in my very soul,
What grievous sin have I done this very day,
This good game of love turns now into horrid foul,
How may I, who is a victim, at tis day,

Think of thoughts that must be pure and joyous,
But ends up coming back for more of it
Turning it to a mind of disastrous chaos,
Making me fall into a bottomless, dark pit,

Tis pit, is much darker and dangerous,
I then should ne'er have ended in pain,
I ne'er should have been this desperate in life,
Giving up friends, and friends should I have gain,

Instead of this end of loneliness and strife,
I must then give up my own plans
Give to my Lord, my friends and life,
And must then act according to His plans