Lord, I do not know what to do, but my eyes are on You
This battle is Yours, O God
I stand still and wait for Your victory
Hear my voice and supplications
Incline Your ear to me
I am suffering distress and anguish
Protect this simple one
When I am brought low, O Lord, save me
Return my soul to rest
Deal bountifully with me, O Merciful God
From You comes victory and wisdom
I am Your servant
I fall to the ground and die to self
May all the glory be Yours alone
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