're lonely, Or you are hurting inside. Call out to the Lord, And he will hear your cry. The Lord will be forgiving, When he hears your pleas. And he
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you close your eyes What will you see when your life goes by Think hard visualize the ill mob Either you'll feel God or your hearts real hard Concentrate, your
me Then he listened and he heard my cry He has given me a new song to sing our praises to our God on high. Now many will hear of the glorious things he
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