| I always hear My children when they bow to pray
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| I never fail to entertain all that they say
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| I mourn with every sorrow
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| I grieve with every pain
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| Yet all the while I’m strengthening and blessing them again
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| I want so much to be their Source from which they feed
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| For I and only I can give them what they need
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| That’s why within the pages of My Written Word
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| Time and time again this simple line is often heard
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| Ask of Me, don’t turn to any other
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| Can’t you see? |
| You’ll never be a bother
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| Just believe that I can be your Answer, My beloved child
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| Ask of Me, don’t search in other places
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| Can’t you see? |
| That I’ll be your Oasis
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| In that dry and thirsty world you live in
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| I’ll be your cup of water if only you give in
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| And ask of Me
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| Eyes have not seen, nor ears have heard
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| All of the things that I preferred
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| For those that love Me
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| But only if you ask of Me
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| Ask of Me, don’t turn to any other
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| Can’t you see? |
| You’ll never be a bother
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| Just believe that I can be your Answer, My beloved child
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| Ask of Me, don’t search in other places
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| Can’t you see? |
| That I’ll be your Oasis
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| In that dry and thirsty world you live in
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| I’ll be your cup of water if only you give in
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| And ask of Me |