With Voice, I Do Say
As often as always will I ever try
To reach with my hands into the blue sky
To gently caress the Divine One’s true face
As sins of my doing are then all erased
I’ll travel the road on which He had walked
He carried our crosses; I’ll take mine now back
I’ll smile to Him though the weight will so pain
For His love fills my heart; His hope I shan’t lack
Oh, Lord, you had granted a life to us all
I’m grateful, oh Jesus, You saved us from sin
I hope and I pray I’ll sit with you soon
And share in the life so promised to begin
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