I have given myself lately to the greatest good
But I’m left vacant from a void, I gave more than I could
I know I'm weak in action
I know I'm weak in word
Where can I find comfort?
How can I endure?
There’s a voice that calls me lately, a whisper in my soul
Words of feeling, ever calling, beckoning me home
And though my spirit’s willing
I fail from flesh that week
How can I be strengthened?
Redemption that I seek
I know that home is where I’m closest to the joy that made me free
The light that one time someone shared, now burns inside of me
The rock of my salvation
Can make my burden light
Help my eyes to see, and ears to hear
You in the night
Listen do you feel it
Feel it, can’t you hear
The truth is close; I know it
The enemy of fear
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