I often wonder what God thinks of me;
I often wonder what if anything, he has in store for me.
I wonder what's taking God so long.
I feel I've paid my dues, suffered,
went through hard times, repented, prayed,
so on and on.
I realize that I need Yahweh;
He is my savior. He is my rock.
I can't depend on men, they will let me down.
Although I believe, and I really do,
sometimes things just go wrong…
I loose my job, in great debt, no money to call my own.
This thing happens, that thing happens, so on and on.
I can't hardly take it, I can't seem to go on,
I pray very often, for God to just call me on home.
Written by Michelle Phillips
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