My Everything

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God, so grand He’s blinding-
To touch that glory all we have to do is trust-
But so lost are we; we fight to stay control of our own life, winding,
But if we just held on, we could touch His hope like bits of gold dust-
God-My everything, my hope, my life,
Without Him is only strife-
Without Him, I’m nothing-
God-My everything, my hope, my life





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