| Dear God are you in heaven
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| They say, you can hear my call
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| Oh yes, I don’t mean to be a reverent no I don’t
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| The truth is That I don’t feel you at all
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| And I don’t know what to do About the way I feel
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| How can I pursue what isn’t real, oh
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| Heaven help me to find my way
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| Just put your path of glory on this play
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| Oh, heaven help me to know your word
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| Make your voice the most lovely thing I’ve heard
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| Help this christian thing not seem absurd
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| I said God are you in heaven
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| I need to know because they say You can hear my call
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| Oh yes, and I don’t mean to be a reverent Lord knows
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| I don’t but the truth is I don’t feel you at all
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| And I don’t know what to do about the way that I feel
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| Oh, how can I persue what isn’t real
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| Heaven help me,
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| uh.find my way
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| Put your path of glory on this play,
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| Oh Heaven help me to know your word,
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| oh Make your voice the most lovely thing I’ve heard
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| Help this christian thing not seem absurd
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| Wash me in the water of your word |