Lord, Lord
Lord, Lord
Lord, Lord come to me
your love is all I need
You’ve restored my soul and paid the fee
now grace and mercy is my greed
Lord, Lord You’re always on time
to straighten it out and untie the binds
Freeing me from the grim and grind
making all of Yours all of mine
Lord, Lord have mercy on my soul
from the time I was born until I’m old
Now from sin I am paroled
because You are the one in control
Lord, Lord heal my sick
and from temptation I will switch
Near or far You and I will clique
all that is good that You have picked
Lord, Lord me give me peace
and my love for You will never decrease
Through Your love I will increase
uncertainty and doubt I now release
Lord, Lord never leave my side
to You I am open I will not hide
Hold accountable the tongues that lie
with the strength that only You provide
Lord, Lord Your peace is still
across the land and over the hills
this could only be done by Your will
the love cup of beauty that You fill
Lord, Lord I am yours
from all You do I am floored
I am awed and it is You I explore
check in with the Lord I implore
Lord, Lord I can hardly wait
for You to complete the number eight
Lock evil away behind the gate
so that there will be no more hate
Lord, Lord God’s only son
Sun up to sun down all the good He’s done
Hands are tightly gripped and no one is shunned
away from the King, The Powerful One
Copyright © Misty Mccoi | Year Posted 2016
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