Sometimes the trials of life seem hard to bear
Sometimes the music of my soul grows dim
In times like these, my faith grows weak
I long to hear the Savior speak (Savior Speak)
Where are you
Father
Where are you
You had promised you would always be near
Yet I hear your voice deep within my soul
Saying child
My child I am near
My Savior gives me peace
When I'm crushed
I await of my soul
His precious hand will guide me
And he will safely hide me
In the shelter of his loving arms.
How I love is perfect peace
As I trust him, I've no need to fear
In my father's hands
I can rest
For he knows what is best for me
He gives me peace
In my father's hands
I can rest
For he knows what is best for me
He gives me peace
He gives me peace

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