The freezing gales of life have skinned my heart
Each little knife now stabs me like a sword.
Would that grief now soon from me depart
But feelings last much longer than do words
My heart needs comfort in these icy winds
People hurry past and do not see
Alas to strangers we are most unkind
Impatient friends won’t spend much time with me.
We need words but we need touch and care.
I need to see your face to read your eye
Have pity on me, Lord, for I am bare
Why am I here, why should I plead and cry?
Yet time will pass and I will feel secure
From the fearsome cruelty now so near
Guide me through the cruel sea I fear
How my heart sings 