I can pray I can pray I can pray
Cries of pain fill air
Faith shield me hold me dear
Storms and winds crash prayer fast
My God turns them back cruel hard
Winter bitter cold is hearts turned
Spite malice lies have done them so
Winds flashing lightening bolts
Cries of pain fill air
Faith shield me hold me dear
Storms and winds crash prayer fast
My God turns them back cruel hard
Winter bitter cold is hearts turned
Spite malice lies have done them so
Winds flashing lightening bolts
My eyes see a morrow's call
Last and low let me be
My Father loves ever sweet morning
Keep me near heart of fire wept
Cocoon me in invisible arms I am near
Eyes fill with tears of pain
My lord I cry I can pray
See the wind crash against walls of steel
Buckle down none withstand his roar
My lord I can pray I can pray
Fast deep misery clasp me hard
Till his love shield me fast
Eyes wondrous look and see
My eyes see a wondrous sight
Surely I see wrongly gasp I
Blink Blink no one tell I
Love burn hearts pain away
Fear of unknown fills us all
I can pray I can pray
My Lord I cry I can pray I can pray
Keep faith fills me great
Teach me lord thy way
Storm clouds may rise fast
Winds may blow but he's sweet I know
Great thunder his steps be
See my shame he keep me near
Strong his arm around me I feel
I can pray I can pray I can pray
My Lord I cry I can pray I can pray
Sad is not me anymore
For his purpose has filled my void
Step righteously Lord I call
My name is yours command me
I can pray I can pray I can pray
My Lord I cry I can pray I can pray
Lights out I call his name
Sun leaves no morning dew
I call his name over and over
Keep me thine Father leave me not
Lord I thank thee over over over over
I can pray I can pray I can pray
My Lord I cry I can pray I can pray
Disgrace me and all dear to my heart
I can pray I can pray I can pray
Faith fills void and chasm deep
Lord I cry I can pray I can pray
Deceive not command Lord roar
Not me Lord cringe and cling to him do
Little one cry I can pray too
Little two cry I can pray two
Mate cry I can pray three
Standfast for me and mine Lord beg Licia
Keep our sad face close to thee
Lord I cry I can pray I can pray I can pray
Hear me Lord for fear look me fast
Run Run Run Run Run Run Run Run
No where can thee hide from Father's Wrath.
By Felicia McCaw
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