Lyrics
Where would I go, what would I do
If I did not have my God to go to
When my enemy comes in like a flood
I fall on my knees where I plead the blood
Praise God for the privilege of prayer
We can talk to the Father who cares
Bring our needs to the throw, Anytime, anywhere
Praise God for the privilege of prayer
You don't have to be a rich man or priest
God hears the voice of the great and the least
He has no respect of persons at all
He'll answer the sinner and the saint who will call
Praise God for the privilege of prayer
We can talk to the Father who cares
Bring our needs to the throw, Anytime, anywhere
Praise God for the privilege of prayer
We can talk to the Father who cares
Bring our needs to the throw, Anytime, anywhere
Praise God for the privilege of prayer
Bring our needs to the throw, Anytime, anywhere
Praise God for the privilege of prayer