At Your Feet
As I lay me at Your feet
My flesh removed
My Spirit seek
To praise You at your feet
Midst a storm
Beautiful something torn, veil within a storm
Praise You in my spirit
My flesh still seeks...
Praise you night, morn’ and noon
Praise your Holy name
Shelter of wings unseen
Shelter me, make me clean
..this flesh still seeks..
The light!
The light that I did seek
I found as I praised You at Your feet
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