Sunday, November 22, 2015

Friend, Brother, Father, King, Master

I bow to You, my Lord
A second away from You I cannot afford
I will stand in front of You forever
I will walk away from You never
I have nothing, and that is fine with me
If every second I can praise Thee
I know You are the one, the Father of all
I am ready to hear Your call
I know Father, of your grace
So now I say this with great haste
Come into me and dwell
We have now truly conquered Hell
I ask of everything, my Father above
But All I truly need is Your love

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