Pay heed to my cry .
Turn your ears to my prayers .
There is no deceit on my lips .
I know you visit me at night .
You test me and you find
In me no wrong .
Guard me as the apple of your eyes .
Hide me in the shadow of your winds
From the violent attack of the wicked ones .
My foes encircle me with hurtful feelings .
There hearts are tightly shut .
Their mouths speak proudly .
They advance against me
And now they surround me .
Lord confront them
And strike them down .
Rescue me from the wicked ones .
Turn your ears and hear my words now .
I love you all
By Brock
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