Help my lost and docile thoughts
not grow weary in search for you.
Come out of the darkness
and let your words Brighten us
So we will reflect your glory and overcome.
Whisper softly the truth that
SCREAMS out your mercy
and Stream Floods of grace that surpass the seas.
Catch my eyes Lord
Tug at my heart Lord!
Break your news to me.
Let it shatter my ears, and diminish my fears of ALL
those things Satan Convinces me.
Written February 28, 2011 at 11:26pm
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