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Created on: April 26, 2009
Jesus, Jesus
Jesus, Jesus can't your hear ?
Can't you hear my plea for help ?
Jesus, Jesus I need you
I need you more then ever, Jesus Jesus.
Hear my cry for help now,
I need you now
I need to know that you love me so.
Jesus, Jesus are you there ?
Are you there for me ?
Yes, I hear your voice
Oh Yes, I hear your voice.
Sweet as honey,
More precious than money.
Yes, I hear your voice.
Rising on the wind
Quiet as a whisper
Sweet as honey,
More precious than money
Yes, I hear your voice.
And you heard my plea
Yes, you heard my plea for help.
And now your here
Oh, now your here.
Now I hear your voice
Sweet as honey,
More precious then money
Now I hear your voice.
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