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 Blessed Surrender
I come to you, my Lord; seeking Your perfect will,
I ask of Your Holy Spirit, Your servant’s heart to completely fill.
Please, Oh mighty Lord, walk with me and guide my way,
From the pitfalls of the world, lead me, my God, I pray.
Let Your grace be my coat, when the wind blows cold from the north,
Let it be my shade, as the burning sun once again does come forth.
Lord, I surrender to You, do make me pleasing to Your sight,
Let my faith be forever strong, so I may call upon Your might.
Lay Your hand upon my shoulder, and with great happiness my eyes will tear,
Just feeling Your Holy touch, there is nothing on Earth Your servant will fear!
JRS © 4-21-01
The "Okie" Poet
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