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