I need to let it all out
Let out the frustration
Let out the fatigue
Let out the anger
Let out the disappointment
Let out the anxiety
Let out the tears that are welling up
When is relief going to come?
When is respite going to come?
When is help going to come?
When is hope going to rise?
When is joy going to rise?
When is laughter going to rise?
I lift my eyes up to the hills, where does my help come from, my help comes from the Lord the maker of Heaven and earth. That's what the Bible says. These says we're living in are proof that we need supernatural help. The ordinary just won't do. I can't rely on man for the arm of flesh will surely fail. Our eyes are on you Lord. Send help. Send help. Send help. He will keep in perfect peace he whose mind is stayed on Him. Out eyes are on you Lord.
