O’ my Lord, hear my prayer
And let my cry come to You
Do not hide Your face from me
In the day of my need
Incline Your ear, Incline Your ear

O’ my Lord, I lie awake
And my heart it is stricken
I forget to eat my bread
And I am all alone
Except for You, Except for You

O’ my Lord, I’ve earned Your wrath
My enemies reproach me
My drink mingles with weeping
Withered away like grass
But You endure, yes You endure

O’ my Lord, Your name has come
You have mercy on Zion
Yes the set time it has come
Nations seek Your stones
Hear our prayers, Hear our prayers

O’ my Lord, newborns praise You
The generation has come
From heaven You view the earth
To hear and release
Your people praise, Your people praise

O’ my Lord, You are my strength
You establish Your people
Your servants will continue
And they will be changed
To serve You Lord, we serve You Lord

© 2004 Tim D. Coulter Sr.