My orphan soul was roaming long all o'er this stricken land.
No place to rest its weary self, no comfort seemed at hand.
Within my heart, an emptiness no earthly thing could fill.
O woe, what kind of life is this, what purpose to fulfill?
I tried to read philosophy to feed my hungry mind,
To build from human principles and see what I could find.
Abundant words and paragraphs with reasoning so grand:
I found a joyless, lifeless work, a monument to man!
I looked at all the ancient 'faiths', each claiming to be true,
A lifelong effort 'gainst ourselves to reach the heavenly view.
"Is life a long imprisonment, is there no way to tell,
if all my bad outweighs my good,
And I should go to Hell?"
"O mortal man, your life is short," a friendly person said
"So give it all to revelry, pursing dreams you've had.
Enjoy yourself, success is yours; your life is yours to live.
Accumulate abundant goods, abundantly achieve!"
"'Tis all in vain," I told myself, for surely there must be
A reason, purpose, goal or aim that's clear for us to see.
If I could only know the One who caused these things to be,
Then soon my soul would be at rest, for surely, that's the key!
"Reveal yourself," I cried to Him, "and let my heart receive
The truth of my existence here, the truth I must believe!"
Then from the depths of all I've known, a voice was heard to tell:
"The One you seek has come to us, His name: Emmanuel!"
Emmanuel: God is with us; If God became as man,
Then truly He would clarify the mysteries of His plan.
"I am the Way, the Truth, the Life, for I have died for thee.
I am the Lord, who gave thee life, come now and follow me!"
His words, like raindrops pouring down upon a thirsty land
Filled up my soul with gratitude and thanksgiving began.
The Lord God had created me to glorify His name,
To bear the image of His love, and glory in the same!
My sins He has all washed away, for so His Word has said.
My hope is full, for He has giv'n eternal life instead.
No more an orphan soul am I, but His beloved, rather
For He's my reason, life and goal, my everlasting Father!
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