Who Will Comfort Me

                                  My soul is wearying

My soul is wearying

My soul is wearying

I said my soul is wearying



My soul is wearying

Beating down from all of my misery yeh

Oh Lord who will comfort me?



Gotta hold of my heart

Keeps me bound where the whole wide world is free yeah

Oh Lord who will comfort me?



My home is a wreckage a family ground

Impli-ed in poverty yeah

Oh Lord who will comfort me