Through the Wilderness

Monday, November 13, 2006

My Lord comes



In the stillness of the morning,
My Lord comes
He comes to me.

My soul gives praise to the Lord.
My soul gives praise to the Lord.


I feel his presence,
I hear his voice.
My Lord speaks
He speaks to me.

My soul dances with the Lord.
My soul dances with the Lord.


You give me hope and comfort me.
You lift me up and strengthen me.
I can journey on for I know Lord,
that you walk with me.

My soul rejoices in the Lord.
My soul rejoices in the Lord.


©spyder

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