a prayer that is a song.
music seems to capture all the parts of a person to communicate something.
"Approach my soul, the mercy seat
Where Holy One and helpless meet
There fall before my Judges' feet
Thy promise is my only plea, O God
Send wings to lift the clutch of sin
You who dwell between the cherubim
From war without and fear within
Relieve the grief from the shoulders of crumbling men
O God - Pour out Your mercy to me
My God, oh what striking love to bleed
Fashion my heart in Your alchemy
With the brass to front the devil's perjury
And surefire grace my Jesus speaks
I must. I will. I do believe. O Lord."
Jamie Barnes rendition of a John Newton hymn
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About Me
- A Thinking Holder of Glory
- United States
- 23 years of inward spunk sometimes comes out with bright colors or smartalic comments. ive been redeemed by the grace of God since I was seven and kept alive by His greater grace. i am called to be faithful in my work and joyful in my Lord till He lets me fall at His feet and see His beautiful face. may i be diligent and humble all the days of my life.
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