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All the way along you will be there on my side. Through good & bad, day & night till my last time. You breathe in me with thy spirit. Purify my heart & soul. I look to you with all my faith because you love me more than anyone. I may lost the vision of my life but your heavenly voice directs in uncertainity. Though I'm in a violent ocean, I have my anchor fixed in you. I was a sinner before my first cry. You cleansed me with your holy blood. I deserved nothing less than death. With everlasting grace you picked me up from hell. I felt all alone in daily life. I locked my dreams in a room. I lost its key in my life's journey. But God opened the door for me. I floated like a deadfish along with flowing river. Alas, I got struck on a mighty rock & shed blood. With pain & pleasure, my sail renewed. I swimmed against the river. I sat as a dew drop on leaflet. Winter breeze slided me to the tip. I turned around & looked for options. I fell down, not on rocks or thorns,but into safe hands.
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Dec 1, 2014
Dec 1, 2014 at 12:59 PM UTC
ALL THE WAY ALONG
All the way along you will be there on my side. Through good & bad, day & night till my last time. You breathe in me with thy spirit. Purify my heart & soul. I look to you with all my faith because you love me more than anyone. I may lost the vision of my life but your heavenly voice directs in uncertainity. Though I'm in a violent ocean, I have my anchor fixed in you. I was a sinner before my first cry. You cleansed me with your holy blood. I deserved nothing less than death. With everlasting grace you picked me up from hell. I felt all alone in daily life. I locked my dreams in a room. I lost its key in my life's journey. But God opened the door for me. I floated like a deadfish along with flowing river. Alas, I got struck on a mighty rock & shed blood. With pain & pleasure, my sail renewed. I swimmed against the river. I sat as a dew drop on leaflet. Winter breeze slided me to the tip. I turned around & looked for options. I fell down, not on rocks or thorns,but into safe hands.
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Dec 1, 2014
Dec 1, 2014 at 12:59 PM UTC
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