| Here in my hour of need
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| I’m lonely, forsaken again
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| I’m wounded and left here to bleed
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| With no solace from a stranger or friend
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| Who hears my cry to revive and restore?
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| One who has been here before
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| He’s been in my shoes
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| Been down this road before
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| He’s been tested, too
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| He’s been through this door
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| He feels the pain and He heals the bruise
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| He’s been in my shoes
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| He’s been in my shoes
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| The union of God in a man
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| Is a mystery that I can’t understand
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| And now with my suffering known
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| I’m reminded that I’m never alone
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| Who has been tried and been tempted this way?
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| Jesus who now hears me pray
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| He was a man just like me
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| But He lived His life blamelessly
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| Now I’m beginning to see
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| He holds my hand
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| He understands |