Help me, O Lord, the darkness is coming,
And the dawn seems so far from this place.
Lock out the night from my soul, O Lord,
And let me see only Thy face.
The light is now fading,
The Shadows grow long.
Your Grace is evading me
When I am wrong.
Speak to me, speak to me, my dearest Lord,
Please bring me to where I belong.
Doug LeBlanc
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