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Sep 2014
My heart feels so heavy immersed in such woefulness,
If I sigh, if I hurt, if I deny,
Would it fix these trials of tribulation?
If I try, if I curse, if I cry,
Would it fix these trials of tribulation?

My heart has betrayed me, for it bleeds in throbbing pain,
As much as I try, As much as I weep, As much as I cry,
I must find strength deep in this heart to keep life.
As much as I scream, As much as I exhaust, As much as I dream,
I must find strength deep in this heart to keep life.

My heart knows the truth, with full assurance that You are the answer,
The Healer to this pain, The Healer to his hurt, The Answer to this rough terrain.
I seek your Light, for I cannot deny that You are my only true path.
The Good song to my distress, The Good song to sweep away sorrow, The Melody I cannot suppress.
I seek your Light, for I cannot deny that You are my only true path.

I know not of what lies ahead, but I sing praise to You my King.
I give up doubt, I give up the worries, I praise and shout,
You have rescued me from this abandon well time and time again,
I see that You are the answer, I know You are my God, I taste that You are my flavor,
You have rescued me from this abandon well time and time again,

My heart is a magnet towards You, it is filled with joy when You are near.
If I sigh, hurt, or deny; I must pray and worship the most High,
These trials of tribulation are nothing, for I am a child of the King.
If I try, curse, or cry; I must keep You close for your love will not run dry,
These trials of tribulation are nothing, for I am a child of the King.
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By R.E. Smith
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consumedinfire  San Antonio, TX
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