I stand upon the shore in faith
That this is where You’ll be,And wave on wave of Your deep love
Comes rushing in to me.
Abundantly, unceasingly,
It rushes onto shore.
There’s always more Grace than I need,
And still You send me more.
I did not ask to be born, Lord,
I do not seek to die,
But in between please keep me close
Beneath Your watchful eye,
And I, in turn, will linger near
The ocean of Your grace,
Until the time comes that I see
Your Glory, face to face.
2 Corinthians 9:8
And
God is able to bless you abundantly, so that in all things at all times, having
all that you need, you will abound in every good work.
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