My Lord, God of my salvation,
I have cried to you by day,
Now at night I clasp my empty hands,
I claps my hands in prayer.
The prayer is rising,
to you weeping,
Turn your ear to my cry.
My God, from the deep I call you,
Hear my anxious prayer,
In death I clasp my empty hands,
So you may hear my plea.
My soul is full of trouble,
My Life´s drawn near the void,
Let the voice of despair,
have a face,
now that I go down to the pit.
Where it is dark,
Even though the day is white,
I feel like I have no strength.
My God, from the deep I call you,
Hear my anxious prayer,
In death I clasp my empty hands,
So you may hear my plea.
medzihra
Where it is dark,
Even though the day is white,
I feel like I have no strength.
My God, from the deep I call you,
Hear my anxious prayer,
In death I clasp my empty hands,
So you may hear my plea.
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