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Dion Witherspoon Jan 2014
The Spirit is my comforter, on Christ is where I lay my head
The Father tucked me in, I can rest in what the Savior did
Delivered me from enmity, when me and God we're enemies
And endlessly, I was serving sin with all my energy
But instantly I was changed, put to death then born again
He washed away the crimson stain and rescued me from out the flames
Now I'm trusting on His name, in Christ I'm young and unashamed
Producing fruit and seeking truth, instead of things that cause Him shame
Rise and shine time to pray, for Him to guide me through the day
And cleanse me from the sin I do, the obstacle that's in my way
Its peaceful in His resting place, safe within His holy arms
His word is strong keep holding on, the truth will never lead you wrong
Check Hebrews chapter 4 and 3, its rest for those who do believe
And jubilee, when Christ is there for you to see
We're the branch he's the tree, the husbandman that prunes the leaves
Making sure His people grow, with fruit for all the world to see

— The End —