When I am troubled in the night He comes to comfort me He wills me thru the darkness And the empty child is free To take his hand his sacred heart The heart that breaks the dawn Amen. And when I think I've had my fill he fills up again
When I am troubled in the night He comes to comfort me He wills me thru the darkness And the empty child is free To take his hand his sacred heart The heart that breaks the dawn Amen. And when I think I've had my fill he fills up again Less
