I am Yours, Sweet Lord
But oft, as though not, I walk
In the pleasures embedded in the
Very nature You stripped me of
Enlighten my eyes now, by Your Spirit’s force
And I will work it out
By the work You have already done in me…
I am Yours, Sweet Lord
But oft, as though not, I walk
In the pleasures embedded in the
Very nature You stripped me of
Enlighten my eyes now, by Your Spirit’s force
And I will work it out
By the work You have already done in me…