Gloria from the United States
September 11 at 12:37 am
Here I come again, Dear Lord, no silver no gold, my heart, to unfold before my King and Lord seeking forgiveness and hoping for blessings, praying for faith, seeking Your face, humbly I cry, remove the beam from my eyes, OH Lord my triumph rests in Your hands, darkness and sorrow canvas through the land, I squeeze my feet into the narrow path, My feet full of royal pain! Strapped with shalom they tarry onward, pressing on towards the goal to win the prize, for which my Lord calls me to a higher calling to God in Jesus Christ, the precious pearl of great price. May Your will be done peace and goodwill to men on earth. AMEN.
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