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March 3, 2014

 

I am too small and my flesh too frail

to speak aloud what I must say

 

I long to sing Gods praise and cannot

limited by this fragile tent I inhabit

I rejoice that our holy God loves me

and am relieved that nothing

of anything I have ever done

will ever be counted against me

Yet I cannot praise Him as these around me

it demands more of me than my flesh can bear

 

To praise Him is far too much for me

my adoration cannot escape my mouth

Overcome by all He has done for me

my body has no strength to sing

my words fail before they are formed

And I can but stand and worship, silent

weeping a gratitude beyond words

overwhelmed by a love beyond thought

 


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