Hear My Cry

Oh son of DavidHear my cry

I have fallen to the ground the Lord by the weight I carry in this life
 
Life has become unbearable Dear Lord, its weight brings me to my knees

I raise my head to Jesus to seek your face I just want to be where you are lord, pour your kingdom into me Jesus.
I’m not worthy to hold you’re hands.

I rest my head upon you’re feet held together by a large nail
Oh dear lord I have not the strength to pull that nail out and I pray that the weight of my despair does not force it even deeper.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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