Dear God
I can't go in your house as your children will rebuke me-
I've fallen so far, my friends seem at a distance
My family's disappointed and my mind is all in shambles
What sanctuary comes to me as I wade through all these brambles
Not that I didn't go into the patch myself
But I have no riches now and I just lost my wealth.
What life is there for wicked men who live with Dibbyuks in them?
No life is there for me who has no sanctuary or dominion-
And so I wake tonight: no sleep or sanctum given.
Dear God I ask you only give me you to get me through this
Where is the man without sin? You tell me lord, but for christ, who is?
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