Saturday, March 7, 2009


Sounds and noise, man as man

Failing pieces, sings in shame

Dead at day, dead at night

What he wants, he won't

Beyond my sight, in my reach

In my hands and on my lips

All around, all around

My blessed Savior who gives me sounds

Notes of joy, peace, and thankfulness

Light of kindness, gentleness, and strength

Fear of One, and love for all

Unless He guides, inevitably I fall

I receive only from Him,

Things that are good and worthy of his Name

All else I cast aside, holding on...

And on I hold

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