Hope came home,
Home to me today,
And fear has run the other way.
And words are weak;
They don't know how to say,
"You know I still believe in You."
And should my dreams fall through,
I will be safe with You.
So with every breath I can breath,
I'll sing about how You love me.
I'll sing about how You love me.
bebo norman
1 comment:
Great prayer! I happened to find your blog when googled "Goodwin blog" Very cool stuff, thanks!
Post a Comment