Monday, July 11, 2005

For those under the clouds, staring up in awesome wonder, as tears come slowly down, I'm reaching up a needful hand. You are my eyes when I cannot see, and You are my voice, see, sing through me; You are my strength in weakness be. To find that I could fall, and still Your grace surrounds, pursuing- to freely stumble down, I feel your hands around my heart. You are my eyes when I cannot see, and You are my voice, see, sing through me; You are my strength in weakness be. You are my strength, my voice, my eyes-I lift up needful hands. You are my strength, my voice, my eyes-I lift up needful hands.

I need a very large measure of Your grace, Father. please.

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