April 23, 2020

In God I Cling - (by Tom Balistreri)

There a times I can not laugh and sing.
My only hope is in God I cling.
The pressures squeeze and buffet me.
I need the Lord to set me free.

Where is the end, the morning light?
When will the path again be right?
Here me Lord and set me free.
All my hope I put in Thee.

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