Jesus, help! My heart is breaking
I fold my hands, but they’re still shaking
Let me lay my head against You,
Lover of my soul.
You give me burdens for the lost
But, Jesus, what a heavy cross!
I don’t know how You ever bore it,
Lover of my soul.
Cradle me and comfortingly
Wipe the tears and blood now mingling
Carry me and all my burdens,
Lover of my soul.
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