Erring, I wandered in the wilderness,
In passion's grave nigh sinking, powerless;
Now deeply I repent, in sore distress,
That I kept not the statutes of the King!


Poem My King trans. Alice Lucas


Erring, I wandered in the wilderness, In passion's grave nigh sinking, powerless; Now deeply I repent, in sore distress, That I kept not the statutes ...

Erring, I wandered in the wilderness, In passion's grave nigh sinking, powerless; Now deeply I repent, in sore distress, That I kept not the statutes ...

Erring, I wandered in the wilderness, In passion's grave nigh sinking, powerless; Now deeply I repent, in sore distress, That I kept not the statutes ...

Erring, I wandered in the wilderness, In passion's grave nigh sinking, powerless; Now deeply I repent, in sore distress, That I kept not the statutes ...