Everyday I pray for hope,
For strength to cope,
To go through the day,
For strength to stay
For my lips are heavy
And my heart dreary,
Comfort me, comfort me
Dear Lord, I pray thee
I wait for the rooster crow
That announces the sun’s glow
For it seems like all day is night
And my soul is lulled by the dark night,
But I pray the Lord my soul to help,
To still my soul from its weary yells
(c) Chukwudi I.
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