Leave me not, I plead
to drown or miss my feet
I pray my strain to breathe
in vain or waste not be
The sun on my face I crave
the strength in my voice to praise
oh please don't let it drain
the hope I'll live again
oh sweet friend
take me, help me then
from this pain, I've felt it well
and stoics before me have bent
Lord of this world I'm afraid
that my scabies-ridden body will fade
come, to my aid I pray
so, here in life I can stay