sifted out like grain
  touched by the fire again
  the day turns into darkness
  i drown my despair
    where is my hope and comfort?
  do i have strength of stone?
  i long to see your face
  take me out of this place
    teach me and i will be quiet
  show me where i have been wrong
  how painful are honest words
  what do your arguments prove?
    surely i speak of those things
  i do not understand
  therefore i despise myself
  and repent in dust and ash
    where is my hope and comfort?
  do i have strength of stone?
  i long to see your face
  take me out of this place