Often when we pause and wonder
When we kneel down to pray-
Can God really hear
The prayers that we say--
But if we keep praying
And talk to Him,
He'll brighten the soul
That was clouded and dim,
And as we continue
Our burden seems lighter,
Our sorrow is softened
Our outlook is brighter-
For though we feel helpless
And alone when we start,
Our prayer is the key
That opens the heart,
And, as our heart opens,
The dear Lord comes in
And the prayer that we felt
We could never begin
Is so easy to say
For the Lord understands
And gives us new strength
By the touch of His hands...
When we kneel down to pray-
Can God really hear
The prayers that we say--
But if we keep praying
And talk to Him,
He'll brighten the soul
That was clouded and dim,
And as we continue
Our burden seems lighter,
Our sorrow is softened
Our outlook is brighter-
For though we feel helpless
And alone when we start,
Our prayer is the key
That opens the heart,
And, as our heart opens,
The dear Lord comes in
And the prayer that we felt
We could never begin
Is so easy to say
For the Lord understands
And gives us new strength
By the touch of His hands...
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