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Blessed are You, Lord my God, Who lifts the poor from the dust, Who calls the tormented by name, Who walks into hell to find His beloved and does not leave them there. Blessed are You, Lord my God, For You saw me when I was lost, You rescued me before I even knew Your name, And carried me out of darkness, Not with shame, but with love. You placed Your hand upon my life, And everything changed. Not because I earned it, But because You are mercy, Because You are love, Because You are good. I was in hell, But now I see. My life is no longer mine; You live through me, with me, as me. There is nothing but You. Thank You. Amen.
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Jul 2, 2025
Jul 2, 2025 at 7:13 PM UTC
Tears of Worship
Blessed are You, Lord my God, Who lifts the poor from the dust, Who calls the tormented by name, Who walks into hell to find His beloved and does not leave them there. Blessed are You, Lord my God, For You saw me when I was lost, You rescued me before I even knew Your name, And carried me out of darkness, Not with shame, but with love. You placed Your hand upon my life, And everything changed. Not because I earned it, But because You are mercy, Because You are love, Because You are good. I was in hell, But now I see. My life is no longer mine; You live through me, with me, as me. There is nothing but You. Thank You. Amen.
Wiseman
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30/M/Glasgow
Jul 2, 2025
Jul 2, 2025 at 7:13 PM UTC
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