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Days Of Trouble

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Your arrows pierce me
I feel pressed down
My flesh has angered You
And no good is found.
Over my head have gone my iniquities
Like a heavy burden, they are too heavy for me.
~
To You I lift my soul
In days of trouble, You I call
Unto You I lift my soul
Evermore, never fall.
~
I've been a fool
My wounds are foul
My troubles haunt me
As I bow down.
My heart pants and my strength, it fails me
And the light in my eyes Lord, it has left me.
~
I'm consumed by the blow of Your hand
With rebuke, You correct this evil man
Make me know the end of my ways
And the measure of my days.


(Lyrics & Music by Victor Griffin) ©2001

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