Many times my mind is wrapped up in trouble

And my heart gets so heavy too

Sometimes when I sink so low I touch bottom

I kneel down to reach out and he pulls me through.



I pray my way out of trouble

And I ask my dear Lord to help me each day

I pray my way out of trouble

And the dear nail scared hand wipes my teardrops away.



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The smallest prayer from the world's bigger sinner

Brings a smile to his sadden face

So I just go to him any time I'm in trouble

Wash my heart in the waters of my Saviour's grace.



I pray my way out of trouble

And I ask my dear Lord to help me each day

I pray my way out of trouble

And the dear nail scared hand wipes my teardrops away...