(Todd Rakestraw)      Oh my Lord, Please don’t forsake me   This is your child, I’m tired and sore   Oh my Lord, can you hear me?   I need your love; my soul is poor.      I can hear, the angels singing   I can see those pearly gates   Oh my Lord, can you hear me?   I need a place where I can rest.      Oh my Lord, I can’t remember   When I first said, “Come in my life,”    For I have lived my life in darkness,   My whole world is filled with strife.      I can hear, the angels singing   I can see those pearly gates   Oh my Lord, can you hear me?   I need a place where I can rest.      I can hear, the angels singing   I can see those pearly gates   Oh my Lord, can you hear me?   I need a place where I can rest.      Oh my Lord, can you hear me?   I need a place where I can rest...