Hilary Weeks He Hears Me
He Hears Me
Here I am again, down on my knees
And with every pleading word, Thy comfort I seek
Though the words are slow to come,
My thoughts are racing by
Peace fills the room, Thy spirit is night
He hears me
When I'm crying in the night
He hears me
When my soul longs to fight
Till the morning will come
And the light of the dawn reassures...
He hears me
Any hour, wherever I may be
In the silence of an empty room, or on a croweded
street
Whether offering thankds, or in urgency I pray
I never go unnoticed, I'm never lead astray
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Any whisper of the soul
No matter how old
Father hears the call
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