Oh, for the life of me, I never expected this
Lord, in your wicked world I see but no bliss,
Woe be thy providence for thus deceiving me
For what do I see? I see malevolence set free.

What wayward trick you have played on me?
Lord, If ever thy face by the daylight I see
I’ll proclaim thy judgment has gone amiss
In the scheme of things, man is easy to dismiss.