The Yearning Soul There’s a dearth within my soul that keeps me yearning, For something that the world cannot provide; A desire for peace and purpose always burning; A joy elusive unattained untried. And how to fill this lack was all my searching: Through popularity and flesh and eye, And wilderness desire I stumbled, lurching; [...]

A struggle is this Christian way, From morning to the end of day, For I am only sinful clay. Hard, and endless is the fight, Only darkness only night, Where is the promise of the light? The tempter digs his talons deep, Hinders me on slope so steep, A leper, I must wail and weep. [...]