What is this feeling
What are these thoughts
where is that simple life
That I have forgot
What can you do
When all that you feel
Is anguish and worry
And nothing seems real
What are these tears
That come down my face
For I feel like a soul
Fallen from grace
I must dry my cheeks
And wipe my eyes
for even though I feel no hope
God does not despise
For this I can say
And this I do know
He shall not bring me down
To that place of endless woe
and when he comes and asks
As I sit and cry
Who are thou
And I shall reply
I am a son of God
I will do his will
I will do my best
I will work, though still
It seems hard now
Almost too much
Please, hold me, rock me
And be my crutch
For you are the one
Who never leaves
And can help every person
Who cries and grieves
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