Lord, if you don't help me I can't get through this
Lord, I'm too old for games
And I'm tired of rhetoric, meaningless rhetoric that never changes things
Lord, just help me
Just help me
I was feeling God's pain and I've never had anything that's been any worse to god
In my fifty years that wasn't born in agony, never, never
And I know that simons won't do it
I know that revelation won't do it
Comedies won't do it
I know now, oh my god do I know it
Until I'm in agony,
Until I'm in anguish over it,
I'm preaching sermons
I broke down and I wept and I mourned
Does it matter to you at all?
I can't handle this
I can barely make it into here
Little by little you're losing me, you're almost caught
Love with Christ
People I know that were my friends
I've seen them go one by one, some of my closest friends
You're changing from what you were
Little by little somethings happening to you
Will he bring you to your knees?
That's all the devil wants to do take the fight out of you, and kill it
So you won't in prayer anymore
So you won't weep before God anymore
Go to HELL
No weeping, not one prayer, still nothing
This is life and death
And the walls go down and ruin sets in
Where's the tears?
Where's the mourning?
Where's the confessing?
The love of Christ
I had to get the agony of gods heart
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