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May 2015
(Verse 1)
I look up at the sky and see
cascading majesty abundant
Feel so little, feel so small
so insignificant before it

My heart, stained black with
regrets that I ignore
My back stays turned
from shame You said you bore


(Chorus)
And yet, You reach down
to the tiny speck of dust that I am
and You wrap me in Your arms
and I'm overwhelmed

You bore all the sin
for the tiny speck of dust that I am
and You wrap me in Your arms
and I'm overwhelmed
A worship song in progress. Tiny specks of dust though we be, God draws near and seeks to dwell with us.
Tomo
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Tomo  32/M/The Internet
(32/M/The Internet)   
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