“I Cry Out To God; Yes, I Shout. Oh, That God Would Listen To Me! When I Was In Deep Trouble, I Searched For The Lord. All Night Long I Prayed, With Hands Lifted Toward Heaven, But My Soul Was Not Comforted. Psalm 77:1-2
Dua Sun, Dua Sun, Dua Sun Hey Prabhu
Hear My Prayer, Hear My Prayer,
Hear My Prayer O Lord
Ke Sankat Ke Hain Din Aaye
These Are Days Of Distress And Adversity
Siwa Tere Kahan Jaayen
We Have Nowhere Else To Turn To
Dua Sun, Dua Sun, Dua Sun Hey Prabhu
Tu Singhasan Pe Baitha Hai
You Are Seated On The Throne
Kya Haal Hai Tu Sab Jaanta Hai
And Nothing Is Hidden From Your Sight
Har Ek Dawa Naakaam Hui
Medicines Have Failed Me
Ab Koi Baccha Na Rasta Hai
I Am About To Perish
Aur Lab Pe Aakar Saans Ruki
There Is No Breath In My Lungs
Aur Haath Se Dor Hai Choot Rahi
Every Door Seems To Be Closed
Ke Ab Rehmat Tu Barsa De
Have Mercy Upon Me O Lord
Daya Apni Tu Dikla De
Be Gracious Unto Me
Dua Sun Dua Sun Dua Sun Hey Prabhu
Hear My Prayer, Hear My Prayer, Hear My Prayer O Lord
“I Cry Out To God; Yes, I Shout. Oh, That God Would Listen To Me! When I Was In Deep Trouble, I Searched For The Lord. All Night Long I Prayed, With Hands Lifted Toward Heaven, But My Soul Was Not Comforted. I Think Of God, And I Moan, Overwhelmed With Longing For His Help. You Don’t Let Me Sleep.
I Am Too Distressed Even To Pray! I Think Of The Good Old Days, Long Since Ended, When My Nights Were Filled With Joyful Songs. I Search My Soul And Ponder The Difference Now.” Psalm 77:1-6
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