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Lord, I'm Crying Out to You

by Janet Bayless

Lord, I'm crying out to you from so very deep within
The pain, the hurt, the emptiness,, the heaviness of sin

Father would you come to me and bring with you, your Son
Your Spirit who is holy Lord, for the Three of You are One

Jesus would you lift me gently to your breast
Holy Spirit breathe on me so that I may know your rest

Hold me close Lord,, tend the wounds that eyes cannot perceive
Let the Balm of Gilead flow plentiful and free

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