I come, my Lord, heavy heartedly.
With fears only comprehendible by thee.
O Lord, my rock; hear my cry.
As I call for the comfort of only The Holy One.
Here are my hands,
Here is my heart; I surrender my being.
I lift up my soul to thee Oh Lord.
As I do in my days of trouble.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem