Lord, while my heart is sore and confused, and I can’t seem to see . . .
Let Thy Holy Spirit make intercession, at Thy Throne for me.
As my heart groans with sorrow, and I know not what to ask,
Oh, Holy Spirit, plead for me and mine at the mercy seat, a Godly task.

Let Him ask Thy mercy on this heart and soul of mine today . . .
As I have come to a place where I know not what to ask or say.
Thou art my Savior, sweet Jesus. Write my name in the book up there,
As the Holy Spirit pleads for me, with sweet words of divine Prayer.

Look into my heart. See the hurt too deep to bear, or understand.
Go to the mercy seat for me and for our great and wondrous land.
We’ve been dealt a blow, oh so hard to bear. Innocent ones were slain.
Lord, while we can’t think clearly, let Thy Holy Spirit plead for us once again.

When I can, I will Pray again with friends, in our heart, on bended knee,
But for now, dear Lord, let Thy Holy Spirit make intercession for me.
He is so divine. His Holiness is unsurpassed by one and all,
But Lord, I want to be ready in that grand day, when Jesus comes to call.

Help us keep the faith oh Lord, in Thy Holy and divine Three . . .
Father, Son and Holy Spirit, go to the Throne for my Country and me.
We have left Thee and hurt Thee Lord, turned our face away, far too long,
But we’ll be alright. But, oh Thy Holy Spirit will meet us at the Throne.

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