Love is sweet; Oh Lord, kneeling at your feet.
How I feel this need to grow;
Learning by your side what it is to pray,
Just to make it through another day.
Having you in my life,
Is far more worth rubies and gold,
Or riches untold.
Love is sweet, kneeling at your feet.
And filling my soul with your loving presence.
Gently and tenderly, you teach me thy ways;
Infilling me with thy spirit devine and holy.
Love is sweet, kneeling at your feet.
Lord change my heart to be more like you.
I will never understand thy mercy so infinite,
Or thy love that's kept me from wrong.
Softly and tenderly you touch my life,
And change me to be more like you.
Oh, love is sweet, kneeling at your feet.
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