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Here is my cry

Here is my song of woe of my spirit

The psalm of my broken hearts and my shattered dreams

I walk and walk a thousand miles

My feet is sore and bruised

The clouds above my head been too heavy

It’s bursting upon me with showers of despair

It’s hurting me like thousand needles thrust into the back of my head

It seems like I’m struggling more than I can carry

It’s like life has given me more than I can bear

How long will it take until this all ends?

When can I turn my failure with victories?

When will my ashes turn into piles of gold?

Where’s the beauty You promised me?

I bring my weary heart

I carry my hurting soul

I pass unto Him my scars and the entire load

All I need is a rest

All I need is a rest

Or just a touch of Your loving arms

Or a single word from that lip of Yours

Or a glimpse of that garden of ours.