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In Your presence I come again, Lord
Distressed is certain you know I am
If on my lips no expression is heard
My weeping, my groaning will surely express
What the heart feels

My friends one by one have all gone
No one has a word to give me
For no one wants to share my problems
When someone appears it is to judge me

But my God knows my life well
That I have been in Your presence, my Lord
Even suffering I will wait on You
You have the time to act for me, Lord

If I don't understand, I won't ask why
The reason for coming to suffer so much
I am suffering, but hope has not died
Whether smiling or crying
Whether it's a price or a test, I will wait on God