When I suffer defeat at the hands of nature and its elements, I console myself with your assurance.
When I face problems due to the dictates of my destiny, I console myself with your assurance.
When I face sorrows due to the results of my own deeds, I console myself with your assurance.
But when I see a rejection letter signed by you, my Lord, I feel ashamed and lost, for, if you are not there for me, who else I want?
If I am not eligible for your grace, what else I am eligible for? What is everything for me if you deny me your love?