Beaten down
Wax cold
Feel alone
Scare a upon my feet and tears in my eyes
Fell to my feet
Call his name
Bare my soul
To my refuge I cry
Here my pain
See my soul
And protect me
Under his wing
From your word I can sing
For your wing has been my shelter in storm
You have covered me
With promise of your word
You fed me
In riches of grace
And by your words I was healed
From sound faith
I came to believe
All has been place in his hands
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