Help (Pt. 4)

Come down from your golden
And throne to me, to lowly me
I need to feel the touch of your tender hand

And remove the chains of darkness
And let me see, Lord let me see
Just where I fit into your master plan

I never thought I needed help before
I thought that I could do things by myself
But now I just can't take it any more

And with a humble heart, on bended knee
I'm beggin' you, please, for help
And with a humble heart, on bended knee
I'm beggin' you, please, for help



Credits
Writer(s): Steven L. Russell, Damon E. Thomas, Rob Knox, Harvey Jay Mason, James Edward Fauntleroy Ii
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