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I cry out to you lord
From the depths of my soul
Fill me with your spirit
And cause me to be whole

Release me from my fear
And quell my angry mind
Do a renovation 
Of the Christian kind

I am but a sinner
Lost in the wicked world
Let me show your love
As your banner is unfurled 

Your grace and peace and love
I will seek with my heart
I want you to be with me
And never be torn apart

I realize I’m nothing
But a wretched piece of clay
Worth nothing to no one
As I go through out my day 

But by your wonderus power
I can be reborn
hold me to you bosom
and I’ll be transformed
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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