Lord Only With Thee
Crystalline flakes gently caress my cheeks
Clear brisk air fills my being with new life
Brittle ice shatters, breaks beneath my feet
Silence, solitude, no worries or strife
I walk, I breathe, I think, I am alive
to dream, to wonder, to stand and turn anew
to God, who blazes and guides my holy strive
to follow, to abide, to walk like few.
Worship so intimate, each step brings me,
like the dawn of morn, closer to Your light,
brilliant source of truth, of hope, of peace
I am alive to give You praise tonight.
At the end of my days, there I will be,
in this place always, Lord, only with thee.
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