Given to me in the middle of the night, as a song
It’s Your destiny Crying in the streets those who will find her Ask, knock and seek It’s who you are, who I am, who you are Come to me come Tired and weary one, Come to me come I will give you rest.... I will give you rest Seek me early I’m crying in the streets I will raise you high High above defeat To find who you are, who I am, who you are Come to me come Tired and weary one Come to me come Heavy ladened one Come to me come Beautiful gifted one Come to me come It is already donnne Come to me come I will give you rest....I will give you rest
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