Who is listening to me Remix

Who finds me when I get lost, when my Prayers hang in the air? Who sees me when I am silent, when my Smile hides my wounds? I search for love in people's eyes, Peace on paths taken too late. But even far away, even without a voice, Someone was already waiting for me there. Who finds me when I fall? Who lifts me up when I sink? When I have nothing left to give, Who still loves me without judging me? When the world sometimes forgets me, When I even doubt myself, there is a hand That takes mine and softly tells me, "I am here." Who listens to me without running away? When my silence doesn't want to say everything. Who keeps me safe when I'm afraid, When I fight against my mistakes? I have carried invisible burdens, Battles that no one can guess. But in the shadow of my nights, A light has called my name. Even when I run away, You seek me. Even broken, You lift me up. Your love is never lost. It is what always finds me here on Earth. Who finds me when I get lost? It is Your love, faithful and sincere. When I have nothing left to hide, You tell me, "Come, I have found you." Who listens to me when I am silent, When my words remain trapped? Who hears my silent screams when I smile but Run away? I spoke loudly to exist, then I fell silent To protect myself. But even when I no longer dare to speak, My heart continues to scream. Who listens to me when I doubt? When my prayers get lost along the way. When I speak in half words, who understands the Weight of my pains? When the world passes without seeing me, When I even lose the will to believe, There is a voice that comes to me and Says, "I'm listening to you. Come." Who listens to me? Without judging me, when my mistakes want to condemn Me. Who lets me be fragile without telling me To be strong, obedient? I have worn masks for too long so as Not to bother people. But in the secrecy of my nights, God hears everything I run from. Even without words, even in silence, You understand my resistance. Even before I speak out loud, You already know My faults. Who listens to me when I am lost? It is Your love, patient and sincere. When I have nothing left to prove, You tell me, "Speak. I am here. I am listening." Who listens to me when I still doubt? It is You, Lord, stronger than my faults. And now I finally know I never Speak Into the void in me. In love.