Mountains of transgressions press
On my evil burdened shoulders,
Guilt bestrews my path with boulders,
Sin pollutes both soul and flesh,
Law and justice are proclaiming
Judgment on my guilty head,
Hell’s eternal fires are flaming,
Filling all my soul with dread.
Of an even darker mood is the great hymn: “Sorrow and Unhappiness”, with the searching verse:
Is there then no one that cares,