Who Will
Who will wipe away these tears
when helpless on my bed I lie
wearied by my woeful fears
knowing that I soon will die?
Crying softly through the night
praying for a hopeful sign
asking for a brief respite
from the sadness in my mind.
Come now, wrap me in your love
put your hands upon my chest
feel the warmth that’s from above
hope and peace and blessed rest.
Who will wipe away these tears
when helpless on my bed I lie?
God will comfort all my fears
and lift me up to heavenly skies.
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