Manna fall from heaven Lord and feed my hungry soul Feed the very depths of me that I may walk on whole Living waters flow through me and quench my raging thirst For I am now redeemed by you, I who once was cursed Speak to me when I am low, that I may rise again Touch me in affliction Lord, deliver me from pain Rend the heavens and come down and light the way ahead For I have been delivered Lord, I who once was dead Consume me with your presence Lord and cast out every fear Lead the way through troubles Lord and dry up every tear Lift my eyes to the cross once more that I might see the cost For I was purchased by Your blood, I who once was lost Speak but a single word to me it is not by bread alone A vision of your majesty and the glory of your throne The beauty of your Holiness your splendor is all I find I see you high and lifted up, I who once was blind.
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I who once was blind.
Posted by appolus on November 12, 2022
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