All alone with the Lord in my closet of prayer
He listens with love as my burdens I share
Just to offer my praises and sit at His side
I'm a child with my Father, I have nothing to hide
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My closet of prayer, where the Lord and I meet
My Holy of Holies, the doorway to peace
I can sing from my heart and smile without a care
When I enter into my closet of prayer
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