paroles de chanson Intro - Timothy Brindle

The pain she feels, makes me squeal
It deeply grieves me I pray you heal
Her strife that seems cancerous
Her soul cries out to you, please answer it
Confused by illusions and she's depressed
Her feelings are to deep they can't be expressed
By sinful words, show knows she needs you lord
But feels trapped by her sinful urge
She writes the dopest poetry, while crying
Her thoughts her emotions spoke to me
Battered and bruised, and torn and scraped
Shattered abused, forced and raped
Splattered and used scorned and ripped apart
I failed when I tried to stitch her heart
But your the great physician, you make incisions
So I pray for her, and have faith you listen

Hear her prayer
Oh lord
And give ear to her cry
Do not be silent at her tears

Hear her prayer
Oh lord
And give ear to her cry
Do not be silent at her tears

Our love was so deep, I knew she was right
To soon be my wife, then she introduced me to Christ
Lord you allowed her to bring me to you,
You found her first when I was bound by dirt,
Then she bounced to the air force in Texas
Were dreams get reinforced of a Porsche and Lexus
By the time I was baptized, she would back slide
Then she started drinking mad wine.
Now she's convinced it was all just a waste
That you use her for me, and she's falling from grace
And every day she's stressed and aching,
Thanking her destination, is repabation,
Now I'm simply pleed, and intercede
Cause my sister needs be striped and freed
Of her sickness and her sin and greed
Show her Jesus that's why you was sent to bleed

Hear her prayer
Oh lord
And give ear to her cry
Do not be silent at her tears

I was gonna ask her to marry me,
But after two years, I broke up with this African Cherokee
I never thought we'd break and split,
For sake of Christ, I gave up this relationship
I felt like piece of me broke, I couldn't breathed
I would choke, Jesus you are the reason I coped
She was my dreams and hope,
But what grieves me the most
Is we was unequally yoked,
Now every night I stay on my face
To embrace the savoir and pray for pain erased
Give her the bread you ate at your supper,
She thinks she's been created to suffer
But your near to those that call on your name,
In truth so please take away all her pain,
She seeks and swims, to search for peace within
She'll never find it, being deep in sin
She thanks she's out sinned your grace
With thousand mistakes, show her sins erased,
By taking her scene of the cross,
Were you bleeded a lot, so she could be easily washed
Jesus she believes that she's lost,
So leave the others, and return this lost sheep to your flock
Take control your the everlasting master
Just save her soul, I don't even have to have her,