At times I cannot comfort you,
Or find the words to say.
The only thing that I can do
Is lift my voice to pray.
And in my own special place
My quiet alone time,
I bend my knees in solitude
When you are on my mind.
I ask Him for needed courage
And to take away your pain.
Each of us carry our own hurts,
We feel time and again.
I call on Him to give you strength
And peace so you can bear
The hurt deep within your heart
For each burden He will share.
And when your spirit is mended
Lift your eyes up above...
Thank Him for that special person,
Who prayed for you with love.
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