I Will Help You
The shape that things are in
This country's safety is at hand
God sees the strife we're in
Angels tending to the land
We must repent and please the Lord
Only He can slow things down
Our world is fast becoming
A wasteland of broken ground
I sat and said a prayer last night
Asking God for help
And He answered I will help you
If you only help yourself
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