Through my haste, impatience waits
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The time has come, I hesitate
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Feel so dry, I'm dead inside
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I'm sick and tired of being sick and tired
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So I wake up and I feel that there is nothing real
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I haven't heard Your voice in so long
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And I know this drought is probably not Your fault
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I'm so weak and thirsty
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On my knees I need You
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I did not mean to leave You
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All my heart receives You
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It was me it's not You
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Restore me, strengthen me
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I'm sick and tired, of sick and weak
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I decrease, You increase
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Heal me of this disease
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My heart is thin, sin creeps in
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I know You see the pride in me
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My mind is gone, I can not think
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I have not prayed for weeks and weeks
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So I wake up and I feel that there is nothing real
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I haven't heard Your voice in so long
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And I know this drought is probably not Your fault
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I'm so weak and thirsty
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On my knees I need You
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I did not mean to leave You
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All my heart receives You
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It was me it's not You
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Restore me, strengthen me
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I'm sick and tired, of sick and weak
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I decrease, You increase
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Heal me of this disease
|
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On my knees I need You
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I did not mean to leave You
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All my heart receives You
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It was me it's not You
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Restore me, strengthen me
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I'm sick and tired, of sick and weak
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I decrease, You increase
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Heal me of this disease
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Sick And Tired Of Being Sick And Tired
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| Disciple |
