Solitude in the midst
Of a storm ragging
To and fro in the mind
That is, of a child
As his future is snatched away
His present crumbles
With uncertainty and fear
In the arms of his destiny
The Orphan’s Cry
Solitude in the midst
Of a storm ragging
To and fro in the mind
That is, of a child
As his future is snatched away
His present crumbles
With uncertainty and fear
In the arms of his destiny
Light from the Word 