He Listens To Me

When troubles and snares spread to cover my path When people around me spew hatred and wrath When pain and confusion is all I can see I cry to my King, and He listens to me When nighttime has fallen and I cannot see When heartache and sorrow are covering me I run to the secret place, cry out my plea My cry rises up, and He listens to me When faith seems to fail and I struggle to hope When joy swiftly flees and I barely can cope I know He can lift me; I know He can free I pour out my heart, and He listens to me When all things go wrong, and I hardly know why When longing, and grieving, and fear make me cry I cry unto Him, and my heart becomes free His love melts all troubles; He listens to me