40 days to 40, day 37
God's grace, its the gift that keeps on giving. He gives it to us freely even though we don't deserve it.
I run, I fall
I walk, I sometimes crawl
I give, I take
I bend and yet somehow I break
I get dizzy from all this spinning 'round
I'm determined but wonder where I'm bound
I've learned to follow the sweet familiar sound
Of Your voice
The straight and narrow twists and turns
I make my way and
Everyday I live, I learn to follow You
You walk me through a maze of grace
I stand, I sway
I reach for You, I push away
I'm spent, I'm saved
I disobey yet I behave
In my personal struggle to break free
The only peace for the puzzle that I need
Is just to follow the sweet familiar lead
Of Your love
Amazing grace, how sweet the sound, that saved a wretch like me. I once was lost but now am found, was blind, but now I see.
I'm not turning 40, I'm going to be eighteen with 22 years experience --Author unknown
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