My Troubled Prayer


My Father I'm at my wits end, but I know that you're here
As I put my pen to this paper from my eye drops a tear
As I look to the sky I search for your guidance
Please help me to climb this difficult fence
My bills, my health, my kids all the stresses of life
Please show me the way through all these troubles and strife
I do what I can so others can be easy
I am in need of the same, please help me
I come to you with all I have dear
My Father I'm at my wits end, but I know that you're here

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