Turn to me and be gracious to me, for I am lonely and afflicted.
Who are those that are lonely?
The ones in need so deeply inside
They’re mixed in crowds
yet still, they hide
Who are those that are afflicted?
The ones so burdened with pain
They blend in around us
But the hurt continues to remain
It is not known to their hurting hearts
That God would take them in
Who are those that could tell them?
It’s you and I, my friend