My Ultimate Clinging -Psalm 63: 8
All mankind is weak at heart
we are helpless and hopeless to a tee
our sin wraps us around its finger
tripping us up always so very easily
But there is a way to escape
there's one who we can pursue
all power and grace belong to him
out of His perfect love all things He can do
Pursue this God who is eternal
be passionately pursuing His person
cling closely for He is able
to bless you indeed His will be done
Make your soul be close to God
for His right hand to you will uphold
what greater security can you have?
the Lord God more precious than gold
(Psalm 63:8 New International Version (NIV)
I cling to you;
your right hand upholds me.)
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