Many times my mind is wrapped up in trouble
And my heart gets so heavy too
Sometimes when I sink so low I touch bottom
I kneel down to reach out and he pulls me through.

I pray my way out of trouble
And I ask my dear Lord to help me each day
I pray my way out of trouble
And the dear nail scared hand wipes my teardrops away.

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The smallest prayer from the world's bigger sinner
Brings a smile to his sadden face
So I just go to him any time I'm in trouble
Wash my heart in the waters of my Saviour's grace.

I pray my way out of trouble
And I ask my dear Lord to help me each day
I pray my way out of trouble
And the dear nail scared hand wipes my teardrops away...