Hymn to mary - libera

Solo Isaac london Holy Mary Draw through my heart the sweetest arrow of thy grace Lift my sorrows deepening shadow so that I may see Your face I know i will not be forsaken Gently held in your embrace Blessed spirit whispering softly Cool the fires of my shame Even as I run from your arms My soul keeps calling out your name You were always right here inside Each tear of joy, every drop of rain.