Help Me - James Fortune, FIYA

Exposed to some things

That I shouldn’t have ever seen

My heart is tainted by what I did see

It’s caused an undesirable desire

For me in my mind

Thoughts are no longer mine

How can I get control of this?

I’m in a place where I don’t feel like I am Yours anymore

Lord, I need Your help 'cause I’m dying here

Sometimes I felt like Job

Wanted to curse my life

Why would You give me breath

When I can’t even get this right?

My mistakes hurt You

But You still give life to me, oh Lord

When I’m with You I’m strong

And Your love covers my weaknesses

Even in dead of night I can be confident

So please restore Your joy

Please save me again 'cause I’m dying here

Fear of judgment has kept this bottled in

It has caused a sense of bitterness

This pain has got to end

You may have the house, the cars

The clothes with emptiness inside

But you’d give it all away

If the Lord would hear your cry

Help me, help me

Help me, help