Saturday, October 27, 2018

When I pour out my Soul


When I pour out my soul in prayer, the Lord my God attends
To the eternal Throne of Grace my humble prayer ascends.
You do not hide your glorious Face in times of deep distress:
Incline your ear and hear my plea and forgive what I confess!

When I pour out my soul in prayer
My Father is waiting there
Receiving my pleas
As Im down on my knees
And he dispels every dark despair

When I pour out my soul in prayer
I cast my burdens and all my cares
As I am drawing near
My Father hears
No other solace compares.

For God from his abode on high, hears every prayer thats prayed:
The Lord, from Heaven, his lofty throne, has all the Earth surveyed.
He strongly supports the humble that they might celebrate his fame,
He answers or petition, we sing loud praises to his Name.

When I pour out my soul in prayer
My Father is waiting there
Receiving my pleas
As Im down on my knees
And he dispels every dark despair

When I pour out my soul in prayer
I cast my burdens and all my cares
As I am drawing near
My Father hears
No other solace compares.

You shall arise, with healing wings and with unclouded face:
For now redemption draweth nigh, your own appointed Day of Grace.
Then to the children of Your saints shall lasting solace give;
Our greatest prayer is answered- we shall in Your presence live.

When I pour out my soul in prayer
I cast my burdens and all my cares
As I am drawing near
My Father hears
No other solace compares.

October 27, 2018
Anthony Foster

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