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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You are Holy Lord, You reign eternally, You hold us gently, In the palm of your hand. You keep us, You clothe us, You bless us, And ...
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Sweeping hills caress the sky, Animals roam freely across my mind's eye, A place where dreams can fly, A place to reach so high. Wh...
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Last year this time: Spring I take this excerpt from a hymn called It Only Takes A spark "What a wondrous time is spring, W...
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