I always hear My children when they bow to pray I never fail to entertain all that they say I mourn with every sorrow I grieve with every pain Yet all the while I'm strengthening and blessing them again
I want so much to be their Source from which they feed For I and only I can give them what they need That's why within the pages of My Written Word Time and time again this simple line is often heard
Ask of Me, don't turn to any other Can't you see? You'll never be a bother Just believe that I can be your Answer, My beloved child Ask of Me, don't search in other places Can't you see? That I'll be your Oasis In that dry and thirsty world you live in I'll be your cup of water if only you give in And ask of Me
Eyes have not seen, nor ears have heard All of the things that I preferred For those that love Me But only if you ask of Me
Ask of Me, don't turn to any other Can't you see? You'll never be a bother Just believe that I can be your Answer, My beloved child Ask of Me, don't search in other places Can't you see? That I'll be your Oasis In that dry and thirsty world you live in I'll be your cup of water if only you give in And ask of Me