Because in each day, no matter how dark or how long, there is a praise to be found. Sometimes our hearts are too weary or too frightened to voice them, but our souls cry out to God... and He is there.
Tuesday, July 28, 2015
Wings
Oh lord give me the wings to soar
Up toward heaven's eye. For, by myself, I have no strength, Or even will to try. But if You lift me in Your hand And lead me to the sky Then I will spread my wings in joy, Rise heavenward and fly!
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