the measure of your love
that flowed with mercy, grace
and truth
so freely from above.
May it never leave my heart,
O God,
the memory of that tree
where love and sacrifice
entwined
to set my spirit free.
May it always be a joy, my
King,
to walk with you each day
with trust and love and
thankfulness
for showing me the way.
May your mercy be upon me,
Lord
each time I slip and fall
your hand in mine, the pull
divine
my ear to hear your call.
Great Father, Lord of Hosts I
pray
you’ll lead and guide me
through
all stormy seas that come my
way
until I’m home with you.
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