Groping, groping, for what, I know not.
Facing fear, failure, and sorrow,
I find love, build hope, and follow.
Soon creeps in tomorrow.
And I hear another love call—
Forget all your days of old and new.
Go to the one who tends the sheep.
Go to Him and reap.
Yes, two callers have I;
Are they opposed? And, if so, why?