...and I Am Suffering

My God be upheld in our distress

My cries fill the air, my cries fill the air

the fangs of suffering tear at my bosom

and refuse to release their hold

when will my sorrow begin to pale

when will my sorrow begin to pale

Lux aeterna luceat eis Domine

when will my sorrows begin to pale

my cries fill the air

I have been struck and I am suffering

when will my sorrow begin to pale