Why does your mercy unfold to me in layers as of an onion bulb?
Why ever do I wake to newness and the brightness of your glory like a blanket of cloud over me?
Why do I find my feet still running the race when I tire within; fly when I faint and stand when the earth quakes?
Why do you carry me on your wings of mercy; lift me with your arm of grace and bind me within the walls of your faithfulness?
Why do you spare my frailty when constantly, I veer away from your presence; conceited in my vain humanity, void of chastity and divinity?
Why do you find me daily, call me early and keep me always? Yes, like a potter you break me, mould me and fix me!
you’re not blind because you do not see my light…
you’re not blind because you do not see my star…
you’re not blind because you do not see my glow…
you’re not blind because you do not see my joy…
you are blind only because you do not believe…
400 miles; a walk in path not an aisle
Yeah Eyes can see; ears can hear
Good tidings to fill their void
No retreats, no surrender!
A match forward only...
Like foot soldiers for the cross not just our cause
We do a few to save some more; We do some more to save a few
400 lives, a walk in path to ease their hurts
You give some smiles to fix some lives
To be saviors in a dieing world
A world so wide yet so nigh,
Not far at all but right across...
400 souls, we know we care!
We glide and fly, grease and grace
Like angels to wanton souls
A life of bliss, truly divine
This we have but time is key!
Motivate, captivate , activate
Make a soul...
vine makers and keepers
We Keep the vine not the wine
For it's No meat and drink but great life and power
through love and hope
400 miles,a walk in path; no length of some aisle
Make a soul!
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