I look to Thee, O Lord, when the noose of death seems unavoidable and nigh.
I look to Thee, O Lord, when with heavy heart I see my beloved ones depart.
I look to Thee, O Lord, when change and limit in the worldly love I see.
I look to Thee, O Lord, when all that I call mine is snatched away from my hand.
I look to Thee, O Lord, when my boon companions turn their back in my sorrow.
I look to Thee, O Lord, when my hands are full with worldly strife.
I look to Thee, O Lord, when the higher self raises me up and the lower self weighs me down.
I look to Thee, O Lord, when I try to do right and it turns to wrong.
I look to Thee, O Lord, when all in life seems as naught to me and I feel a yearning for something beyond.