Bend down and hear my troubles Lord, my cry
Be here, come bear wipe these eyes, I pray
Breathe, blow a kiss O Holy Lord, come nigh.
Rage, rage see enemies start war and lies
In failures Lord, show your rod, your ways
Bend down and hear my troubles Lord, my cry.
Lord bless good men on earth, they who try
Come hold to aid, in temples they will stay
Breathe, blow a kiss O Holy Lord, come nigh.
There’s no other God but you, true “Thay”
God of universe, light of night and day
Bend down and hear my troubles Lord, my cry.
So tell me Lord, where I go and pass by
In every corner be there, my heart says
Breathe, blow a kiss O Holy Lord, come nigh.
O loving God, help me, hear my sigh
My gentle one, O kindness in your face
Bend down and hear my troubles Lord, my cry
Breathe, blow a kiss O Holy Lord, come nigh.
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