| It's Me Again, Lord |
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It's me again, Lord, and I need to talk; So will You take time to listen to me? My heart is so sad, and I've no place to go, But I knew if I'd call--there You'd be. I know Your Word says that we'll be tried by fire To see how strong our faith is; But this trial's so hard that I need Your help To stop this world's spin on its axis. It's not that I haven't been here before. I remember a year--long ago-- When this same situation turned me upside down But You held me, and You let the world know That You were the one Who was in control; [It was me that was tattered and torn.] And that Your hand had been on me since I was a child, That You'd loved me since before I was born. So why do I doubt and cry out in distress When I know that You're here by my side? Your will is all I must ever obey So it's my fault that I've cried and I've cried. Now I am asking forgiveness for the child-like things I've allowed to take place in my life; For I, above all, should know about Grace And mercy, and peace versus strife. All I had to do was call on Your Son; He's the one that I know really cares. He always takes time to hear what I say, And He knows what burdens I bear. So Jesus, I thank You for saving my soul And for walking with me when I'm sad. It's through You that I have found peace in my heart-- All the happiness I've ever had. You've always been there when I cried in distress. All I needed was to call out to You. You brought me home safely and were always there To forgive me the wrong things that I do. Thank you, Father. |
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