When at the verge of giving up
I find myself at a total loss
I lift my eyes in Hope to Him
Praying my heart, to my saving King

It may take a moment, or an hour
But I let my heart, unladen its pants
Pouring out my pains and agony
Knowing He's right there, ever listening

Kneeling at my bedside,
Or strolling through the park
Maybe at noon time
Or even at night

I say my prayers,
through my busy days
Through every event
And nonevents too

It may be short,
it may be long
But this I know
It unburdens my soul

In Total reverence
I come to Him
Weeping before Him
Or communing with Him

He's Never ashamed, of my tears
He's Never afraid, of my fears
But through His...