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Help me lord, through my deep darkest hour

Help me lord, through my humble heart

Help me lord, when times are so sour

Help me lord, before my soul does depart



Lord help me Jesus, I can’t do it on my own

So help me God, my life torn to shreds

Lord help me Jesus, across all the land

Jesus… my soul’s in your hands



If I could, for a moment expect life to be fair

It would just be a lie

But Jesus, I love through hate and despair

‘Till the day that I die



Lord help me Jesus, I can’t do it on my own

So help me God, my life torn to shreds

Lord help me Jesus, across all the land

Jesus… my soul’s in your hands



Save my soul… it is lost in the mist

Of all sin and abyss, and the fire’s of life

Help me lord… even though I’m not worthy

Help me lord… from hate’s sharpened knife



Lord help me Jesus, I can’t do it on my own

So help me God, my life torn to shreds

Lord help me Jesus, across all the land

Jesus… my soul’s in your hands



One fine day, I’ll stand on heaven’s banks

One fine day, I will stand on the shore…

‘Till that day, see I’m not lead astray

And make me stronger than before



Lord help me Jesus, I can’t do it on my own

So help me God, my life torn to shreds

Lord help me Jesus, across all the land

Jesus… my soul’s in your hands