Saturday 13 August 2011

Jesus the praise of my soul

In the morning - as I see everything around me fall
And I have nothing to my advantage
Yet Jesus is the praise of my Soul.
Let today be filled with your glory
In my failing health and upcoming death
Jesus you are the praise of my soul.

K.Oni

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