Bring Me Up There
Yes last night I cried out, for every little disaster feared,
Tormenting my soul as it‘ll be there someday soon,
I have shed every tear already, of what future beholds,
Inner self craved to depart, but a coward behind the eyes didn’t let me,
Can YOU not Lord bring me up there?
So I don’t have to face what I fear,
What possibly waits to be seen …
Oh please I’m breaking every night already,
Have mercy n set me free,
They say He gives man the sorrow,
Only of what he is capable to deal,
Except You Lord, all I have is them,
So I say by myself, assert,
I can’t, just bring me up there…
Copyright © Hina Nasir | Year Posted 2014
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