Eighty Eight

28 Feb 1999

O Lord, I call for help by day
I cry out in the night before you
Let my prayer come before you
Incline your ear to my cry

What do you want from me

But I, I cry to you
In the morning my prayer comes to you
Why do you hide from me
Leave me to drown in the terror of the night

What do you want from me
G/D/C/D