Glory
rich in everyway
abundant in grace
such beauty i've never seen
the glory of the Son of the mighty one
Jehovah
with love that prompts me to conform
to the likeness of the one and only
prince of peace
O.Lord,Eligiboah
Everlasting Father
Mighty God you are
wonderfull,counsellor
i love you,though it's hard sometimes to hold on
because the world seems to cling on to me
i love you,my reason to breathe
heal my infirmity
i live by the word of thy lips
and reborn by the breath of thy nostrils.
Copyright © Emmanuel Balele | Year Posted 2005
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