My soul is wearying
My soul is wearying
My soul is wearying
I said my soul is wearying
My soul is wearying
Beating down from all of my misery, yeah
Oh Lord, who will comfort me?
Gotta hold of my heart
Keeps me bound
Where the whole wide world is free, yeah
Oh Lord, who will comfort me?
My home is a wreckage, a family ground
In plight and poverty, yeah
Oh Lord, who will comfort me?
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