I am so imperfect, it hurts Lord.
At my weakest, you are my strength.
At my most vulnerable times, the Lord protects me.
When I’m doubting myself and cannot find a way out, He illuminates a path for me.
When I cry out in pain or terror, He hears my voice and comes to my rescue.
On the day my life begins to slip away, He breaths newness into me.
On the night the darkness envelops me, you light a path.
I can never repay what you’ve done for me, Lord.
I can only trust and serve.
I can share your love with others and tell of your grace — bring new believers through your Holy Spirit.
Send your blessings down so I can use what little I have to live for you.
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