A once sweet tune now out of line
A city once moist now dry
Is your heart troubled like mine?
Despair and sorrow are my acquaintances
Morning till evening, they refuse to leave
Peace is far and rest is not found
Is your heart troubled like mine?
If my anguish be weighed
And my misery placed on a scale
Heavier than the sands of the seas it shall proof
Is your heart heavier than mine?
I have heard of a man above
Who took the sorrows of those not his own
I plea oh man will you have my own
Was your heart troubled like mine?
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