The Mockery of My Worth
Thou deign'd to scorn my humble, yearning soul,
With biting words, thou pierced through my fragile heart,
Thine eyes, a cruel jest, didst take their toll,
And left me lost in anguish, torn apart.
To be belittled thus, my spirit crushed,
By thee, whose love I...
With biting words, thou pierced through my fragile heart,
Thine eyes, a cruel jest, didst take their toll,
And left me lost in anguish, torn apart.
To be belittled thus, my spirit crushed,
By thee, whose love I...