these feeling are taking over the dark ones drawing near
Lord your loving voice is what i long to hear
i have no sling, i have no bow, i don't even have a spear
what my lord shall i do, for now he is right here
listen to my voice son listen for my song
even though your troubled this moment wont last very long
here i am lord dropped down to my knees
crying out to you please Please PLEASE
as I draw what should be my last breath; I feel you run through me
the trials gone too long lord i cant help wanting to flee
stand fast in me my son for this battle is almost won
now look behind you your enemies fallin just like a puny pawn
I rejoice in you my Shepard, you've prove once again
When I am attacked Lord just grab your righteous hand!
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