Naked my Father and filled with pain


My tears ...my God ... is like falling rain


I have come to you... as i came with my birth


cleaving


to you with all my hurt.


I come to You with my head bowed low..


Help me Dear father to overcome this blow.....


It's left me helpless... as a child


my hearts so hurting... it's running like wild


Oh Father please help me .. you've called back your


child.


It's hard to continue.. but Lord I shall try


Help heal me old Friend.. these tears I must cry...


Cleanse me my Father and  please make me whole


Oh God lift my head and lighten my load..


I have my memories.. they 're here to stay


Stay close to me Father.. day after day.


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