I pray save me
Lord, You’ve seen this life Seen me through all kinds of strife And every tome You’ve seen me through All the roads that seemed so new Now a giant stares me down And on his face – a hellish frown Spear in hand; his aim is fixed My blood in ground soon will be mixed Lord, I look upon Your face I pray come down and show me grace On my own strength I can not stand I need the strength of Your great hand Lord, if on one thing I can depend It’s that Your name you will defend Your servant, Lord, You will protect And save me from this death-filled threat
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