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The struggles, anguish
That I encounter on my journey
The pain and tears
And the sadness in my eyes
Are not hidden from you
I prostrate myself and cry out
Lord, come and help me!
In the midst of trials
I know you'll teach me
To be more dependent on you
We must worship in the desert
Even though the struggles seem
Endless
Because after a night
Of tears
A smile will come at dawn
Father write a new story
May I be a sincere worshiper
Come and heal the marks of the past
Make me a new vessel
Fill me a new
To worship you
The struggles, anguish
I encounter on my journey
The pain and tears
And the sadness in my eyes
Are not hidden from you
I prostrate myself and cry out
Lord, come and help me!
In the midst of trials
I know you'll teach me
To be more dependent on you
Father, write me a new story
That I may be a sincere worshipper
Come and heal the marks of the past
Father, write a new story
May I be a sincere worshiper
Come and heal the marks of the past
Father, write a new story
May I be a sincere worshiper
Come and heal the marks of the past
Make me a new vessel
Fill me a new
To worship you
And there's nothing I want more than your love my Lord
There is no other and there will never be another like you
I hear the voices of the angels and the fluttering of their wings
I hear your footsteps coming towards me
We must worship in the desert
Even though the struggles seem
Endless
Because after a night
Of tears
A smile will come at dawn
Hosanna to the lamb who was slain and rose again bringing life, love and joy once more
I love you God