The time to write, to breathe...
The time to sort through the muddle,
Of thoughts that reel.
Can I overcome,
Can I get over it again?
Breathe....
When the tightness starts,
When the light grows dim,
Breathe...
It's difficult to breathe,
It's so unmanageable,
Is there a lifeline?
Then I sang your songs,
You are Jehovah Jirah, my Provider,
Your Grace is sufficient for me.
The answer is so clear now,
I should immerse myself in the things of You,
I should immerse myself in Thee.
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What a magestic God we serve! What an incredible Saviour He is He came down to earth to save us ! Gave His Son to atone for our sins.... -
Dylan My strong, happy, kind boy, You are an example. You take pleasure in sharing, A piece of cake with your friend, A sweet here and...
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Spring has supposedly come I'm reminded of the hymn we used to sing: "What a wondrous time is spring, When all the trees are buddi...
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