"Personal Jesus" lyrics

"Personal Jesus"

Reach out and touch faith

Your own personal Jesus
Someone to hear your prayers
Someone who cares
Your own personal Jesus
Someone to hear your prayers
Someone who's there

Feeling unknown and you're all alone
Flesh and bone by the telephone
Lift up the receiver, I'll make you a believer
Take second best, put me to the test
Things on your chest you need to confess
I will deliver, you know I'm a forgiver

Reach out and touch faith
Reach out and touch faith

Your own personal Jesus
Someone to hear your prayers
Someone who cares
Your own personal Jesus
Someone to hear your prayers
Someone who's there

Feeling unknown and you're all alone
Flesh and bone by the telephone
Lift up the receiver, I'll make you a believer
I will deliver, you know I'm a forgiver

Reach out and touch faith
Your own personal Jesus
Reach out and touch faith
Reach out and touch faith
Reach out and touch faith

Reach out and touch faith
Reach out and touch faith
(Reach out, reach out)
Reach out and touch faith


Writer(s): Martin Gore
album: "Violator" (1990)
Depeche Mode - Violator album cover
Interlude #3
(Instrumental)
Memphisto
(Instrumental)
Sibeling
(Instrumental)
Kaleid
(Instrumental)
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