Where’s the answer?

10/31/2025
Where’s the answer? There must be more for me.
Is this all to life—an empty vanity?
Day by day and year by year go by.
Am I just a man, a man just born to die?
I convinced my friends that everything’s alright,
That my life and future and everything’s so bright.
But a sense inside me, my friends, I can’t deny,
Warning deep inside me that I was living a lie.
The world and its glitter left me anxious, dark, and bitter,
Always yearning, my friends, is there something better?
And religion, my friends, is just a Sunday game—
Dead teachings and doctrines will leave you just the same.
Oh God, where are You? I need You desperately!
Oh God, who are You? Why don’t You answer me?
The heavens declare You and the earth shows Your beauty.
But I’m a man. Oh God, I’m so empty!
One day a friend told me that Jesus is the Lord.
To my great surprise, it’s written in the Word.
They asked me to believe You. Your name I once blasphemed.
Dear Lord, You saved me just by calling on Your name.