So what's your word in all of this? I am so weak weak weak,
and sick low and weary.

My bones have been aching for days, burning in grief and fever
over so much lost.

Listen listen listen,
you must be begging me to.
I'm desperate to hear,
Father be near- my bones are broken for you
my body is yours to heal.

Be my help, send manna
and grace. I am weary, soul is weary,
body is broken
all I have is a heart ready for you.