I Pray My Way Out Of Trouble

Many times my mind is wrapped up in troubles

And my heart gets so heavy too

Sometimes when I sink so low I touch bottom

I kneel down to reach up and he pulls me through

I pray my way out of trouble

And I ask my dear Lord to help me each day

I pray my way out of trouble

And the dear nail-scarred hand wipes my teardrops away

The smallest prayer from the world's biggest sinner

Brings a smile to his saddened face

So I just go to him any time I'm in trouble

Wash my heart in the waters of my Saviour's grace

I pray my way out of trouble

And I ask my dear Lord to help me each day

I pray my way out of trouble

And the dear nail-scarred hand wipes my teardrops away

I pray my way out of trouble

And I ask my dear Lord to help me each day

I pray my way out of trouble

And the dear nail-scarred hand wipes my teardrops away