Wednesday, October 7, 2009
the stories that happened yesterday
Your eye is on the sparrowAnd Your hand,
it comforts meFrom the ends of the Earth to the depth of my heart
Let Your mercy and strength be seenYou call me to
Your purposeAs angels understandFor Your glory,
may You draw all menAs Your love and grace demand
And I will run to YouTo Your words of truthNot by might, not by powerBut by the spirit of God
Yes I will run the race'Till I see Your face
8:14 PM