"Here I am Lord
all alone
in this place
I call my home.
My soul's uplifted
I feel anew,
but right now,
my heart's in two.
No one asks,
no one cares.
I have nobody
my burdens to share."
This is the cry
of many a saint
sitting on pews
wearing masks they paint
No one asks,
no one cares.
They have nobody
their burdens to share.
Give us Lord
a loving heart;
our Christian duty
let us not depart.
Help us to find
these hurting souls,
and help us erase
their pains and woes.
Sometimes our saints
get lost in the crowd.
We let life
get a little too loud.
So help us to ask,
guide us to care
so we all have somebody,
our burdens to share.
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