Текст песни Sound of a Heart - Misty Edwards

To You, O Lord, I cry out
For Your arrows pierce me deeply, deeply
For Your hand is heavy on me
Because of my sin
But Lord keep me, keep me, keep me
I am in trouble, I am in trouble
My iniquity is over my head
My flesh is weary from convictions convincing
And I have been weeping all night in my bed
It′s the sound of a heart crying out to God
And the sound of His heart calling back to you
It's the sound of a heart crying out to God
And the sound of His heart calling back to you
All of my tears You hold in Your bottle
Like a sentimental thing
My tears of repentance You hold like a treasure
Like a sweet offering
All of my sighing reaches Your ears
You know that I love You
So help me, help me, God
Bridge
And the lonely You will comfort
And the broken You will heal
All my sighing reaches Your ear