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Our Mighty

Jesus walks with me I try to see His plans made out For us to be Though far it may be I hope, try and see Myself and Him Talking in wind Voices I try to hear Pain that tries to sear I’ll push my way and hear Your voice, ever dear I look to you, only to see What something what once, it tries to be I’ll push on again, for you to know My lives on a bow already set on an arrow Looking right at you, my paths yet narrow Wishing, praying hoping to see What once could have happened, later might be I won’t give up, I push on once more I give this to you, watch as I soar My heart belongs to you now I’ll see you soon how It’s a small world, your not far away I can see you any time, and place, and day Follow me and I’ll show you too Him and I walk, together with you I pray to Him We sing His hymn I walk with God Our Lord all Mighty
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Written by
michael-kosmoski
American
Published
Aug 23, 2010
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