I heard you in the morning.
I heard you during the night.
I heard you in the springtime
When all things were looking bright.
I heard you when you were silent
And never spoke a word.
I heard you when you opened up
And muttered many words.
My ears are never closed
To my child who wants to speak.
I will listen very closely
To all who feels so weak.
"I will never leave you nor forsake you",
I heard the Master say-
Give all your troubles to me
I'm only a prayer away.
Written by Mary Duhart
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