Jesus can You hear me - please help me with my pain
I fall down on my knees as I call out my pleas
I know the world cannot help me, but Jesus knows my needs
His hand it rests upon me and it comforts me throughout
His blessings form a blanket that covers all my doubt
His answers aren't audible, yet I hear them anyway
You ask me how it's possible - it's only when I pray!
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