Always For Aye
Little blessings carry through,
great and precious is my king,
always for aye.
Little things mean so very much,
redeeming grace from Jesus,
always for aye.
Undieing love is the greatest gift,
my saviours blood it is,
always for aye.
Unending mercy is pure and sublime,
Jesus is Lord,
Always for aye.
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