Show me the paths.
Scrape the dirt from my eyes.
Give me strength,
For I am not ashamed of the gospel.
Redeem me.
Clothe me with the armor of the Spirit.
And guide me. guide me. guide me.
To gaze into Your eyes and see what you see.
Oh my God how precious you are.
More then the lilly that lays by the waste side.
More valuable then gold.
Brighter then the morning star.
You are my beloved!
And oh how I am YOURS!
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