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Daily lay your life at His feet Gently receiving the Grace to live Being the reason for your living And the sustenance of your person The very air that you breath The home in which you live No greater love hath one like this To exchange His life for a friend Many father's there may be Who claim to love us indeed Their tender love He surpasses In whom we live and have our being Being the very life we live And the melody that we sing The perfection of our identity And steady source for our liftings Test and trials may mar your life Sorrows and pain may mark your soul But look to the Lord of All Grace Whose healing balm can make you whole Healing you from deep within Peeling those hurts and pain away Giving you newness for your day And the Grace to live from day to day. This is the lover of our souls And the ransom for our lives The very restorer of our hopes And the future for our tomorrow So look to Him your sustenance And lean on Him your great helper The very future of your life And restorer of your peace In Him you move and have your being In Him you breath and live indeed The splitting image of your person And the mystery of your existence Mirroring your glory within The power house of your anointing Eternal life for your mortal body And infinity for your end of days And now you see your image in Him Full of knowledge deep within The very hope of your salvation And the beauty for your tomorrow So now you know this Lord indeed For which speak I to you again To whom then do you choose to kneel Unto self or Christ your King Alpha and Omega of your life force King of glory of your identity The life and Grace of your person The Sweet perfection of your daily living. ©heavenly_broadcast # PUNCHLINE- In the midst of life's wars Always remember, that Christ in You is the the Hope of Glory to Everyone that believes in Him. Colossians 1:27.
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