The Cleft

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I know I’m not enough by myself
Too weak, too lost, too broken
But I feel strong with each word
To each song that I sing
Full of your praise
Shouting out your mercies and miracles
The light of your ways
Voices surround me, joining in with mine
Lifting us all high as we remember why you died
Washing our sins,
Realizing we’re all born again
Feeling power in our bones
All these hearts that were stones
Beating pulse of this rave,
Our Lord is mighty to save.





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DBrown said...
Jan. 5, 2012 at 10:42 pm
get it Hill!!
 
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