Toca-me

Father sometimes I find myself thinking
How can I doubt your love
But when I hear your voice
My soul is quiet

And soon comes the desire to worship you
And even if I lack strength
And even if I lack words
Listen oh Lord to my heart crying out and whispering for you
I know I am weak, flawed, but I cry out to you to come to my aid

Touch me once again
Heal the wounds of my poor heart
Reach out your hands to me
I know I don't deserve it
But I have one thing to ask of you
Touch me

Touch me once again
Heal the wounds of my poor heart
Reach out your hands to me
I know I don't deserve it
But I have one thing to ask of you
Touch me

I know I am weak, flawed, but I cry out to you to come to my aid

Touch me once again
Heal the wounds of my poor heart
Reach out your hands to me
I know I don't deserve it
But I have one thing to ask of you
Touch me

Touch me once again
Heal the wounds of my poor heart
Reach out your hands to me
I know I don't deserve it
But I have one thing to ask of you
Touch me