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Dua Sun | Hear My Prayer | Song By Anil Kant & Hills Satsang Family | New Music Video

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Описание

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Credits

Song written and composed by : Anil Kant
Video shot and edited by : Shreya Kant Wadhwa
Song arranged and mixed by : Rishabh Kant
Additional keyboards: Anuj Mathews
Recorded and mixed at Trinity Sounds Pvt. LTD.


This song is a deep cry of our hearts for the nations that suffer today.
In these days of distress and adversity, turning towards God is the only way.
The day of trouble may not go away, but God will always carry us through.
A song- prayer, sung and supported by Ruh ki Baarish and Hills Church Family.
Lyrics
Dua sun, dua sun, dua sun hey prabhu
Hear my prayer, hear my prayer,
hear my prayer O Lord

Dua sun, dua sun, dua sun hey prabhu
Hear my prayer, hear my prayer,
hear my prayer O Lord

Ke sankat ke hain din aaye
These are days of distress and adversity

Siwa tere kahan jaayen
We have nowhere else to turn to

Dua sun, dua sun, dua sun hey prabhu

Tu Singhasan pe baitha hai
You are seated on the throne

Kya haal hai tu sab jaanta hai
And nothing is hidden from your sight

Har ek dawa naakaam hui
medicines have failed me

Ab koi baccha na rasta hai
I am about to perish

Aur lab pe aakar saans ruki
There is no breath in my lungs

Aur haath se dor hai choot rahi
Every door seems to be closed

Ke ab rehmat tu barsa de
Have mercy upon me O Lord

Daya apni tu dikla de
Be gracious unto me

Dua sun dua sun dua sun hey prabhu
Hear my prayer, hear my prayer, hear my prayer O Lord


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"I cry out to God; yes, I shout. Oh, that God would listen to me! When I was in deep trouble, I searched for the Lord. All night long I prayed, with hands lifted toward heaven, but my soul was not comforted. I think of God, and I moan, overwhelmed with longing for his help. You don't let me sleep. I am too distressed even to pray! I think of the good old days, long since ended, when my nights were filled with joyful songs. I search my soul and ponder the difference now." Psalm 77:1-6

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