Loneliness surrounds me;
My heart feels black despair.
I need you arms around my heart;
Show me that you're there
All I see is darkness;
I need a great release.
Hold me please, dear father;
I need to feel your peace.
On every side I feel
Despair as black as night.
Lord, please be my shelter;
I'm weary of this fight.
With your strong arms surrounding,
And your strength as my own,
Nothing here can move me --
I do not stand alone.
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