Tremble Of Those Who Perish

I hear the groans echoing throughout the world
I am driven to the secret place of prayer
Bend my knees and cries are growing louder
Moans and cries terrify my spirit

Hearing many cries, my soul is spilled in the secret place

Demonic oppression and torture
The world bleeds of pain
Claims to heal their wounds
Terror is established in my mind

Show me your heart, God!
Show me your heart, God!
Show me your heart, God!

Hearing many cries, my soul is spilled in the secret place

Lord, send thy help
There are a multitude that cries out
Our souls cry out for you
Thy light alone can guide us

Hearing many cries, my soul is spilled in the secret place