You drove me out, God, from my homeland torn away. Here I'm a refugee and a stranger and I do accept that as my fate
But You took my child And You take me from my man. I can no longer see any meaning. What is it you want? What should I think?
The thought is dizzying, before me opens an abyss, my whole being is in uproar and wants to say no, my soul shivers at the answer to the question I've raised; that You do not exist though I believed in You.
Who'd help me endure life all the way out here? Who'd give me the skills and the strength I must show? Who would comfort me? I am so little on the earth If You did not exist, yes, how would I cope?
No, You must exist, You have to! I live my life through You. Without You I am a splinter on a dark and stormy sea. You must exist, You have to! How could You just overlook me? I would be nowhere, I would be nothing if You did not exist.
Never before has that been on my tongue or in my mind, that little word which is frightening and plaguing me so; the word is "if ", if I have said all of my prayers in vain? If You do not exist what will I do?
Who would feel my repentance and then just forgive me? Freedom in my soul, yes, who would give that to me? Who'd be there at the end to accept me, after my death? If You did not exist who would take my hand then?
No, You must exist, You have to! I live my life through You. Without You I am a splinter on a dark and stormy sea. You must exist, You have to! How could You just overlook me? I would be nowhere, I would be nothing if You did not exist.
You must exist, You have to! How could You just overlook me? I would be nowhere, I would be nothing if You did not exist