When darkness robs my Spirit of its’ life
I then go to that place of sacrifice
and kneel down before the cross to confess
all of my wickedness and brokenness.
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Life's not about this body that's subject to decay
but it's about the soul that will never fade away.
it can be said, my dear, that beauty
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The moment you were born I was there
heard your cry as you breathed in air.
I saw the beauty of your small frame
And we decided Ruth would be your name.
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Struggling in the desert of life wondering why
the way was so barren and my throat was so dry.
The bright sun was beating down with heat so intense
and I was wondering why my life made no sense.
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Sing out my soul the wondrous story
Christ in me is the hope of glory.
A song of love to my Lord Jesus
Who laid down His life to redeem us.
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There's a beauty of character not born of flesh
a pure spirit of loveliness and righteousness.
It comes not from this world but descends from heaven
and can be seen in the lives of men and women.
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We start life with a cry
and end it with a sigh
as with our closing breath
we enter into death
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There is a place where I can go
A place of quietness that I know
A place of serenity and peace
Where sorrows and all sadness cease.
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I bow my head not knowing what to say.
The list grows longer as I start to pray.
For each one I try hard to intercede
as for Your Grace and great Mercy I plead.
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