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I have set myself
Far away from you
Still I hear your plea
In my child's cry

If I were to walk by
But a breath from you
Would I kneel down
And bring you close to me?

Though I turn my eyes
I cannot forget
For you are always
Always with me

How could He refuse
To make bread from stones
What wonders must await
Bless those who now mourn

Let me believe
That you know more than I
How to comfort these
O Lord, comfort these