Soft upon a breeze
I looked for you my Lord.

Hoping that you would come to me.

I cried out to you.

In earnest upon my knees I said my prayers.

Please my Lord hear what my Soul is saying to thee.

I am in anguish for my distress has overtaken me.

My tears continue to fill my vessel that once was so joyful singing the Praises of your name.
They are drowning my hope in you.

Will you not extend your hand to me?

For I am in need of your salvation.

Do not hesitate.

Deliver me from the woes that so consumes me.

Day after day I proudly wave your banner of righteousness for all to see.
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