Thursday, December 6, 2012

Faithful One

I find no hope within to call my own...for I am frail of heart, my strength is gone, but deep within my soul is rising up a song...here in the comfort of the FAITHFUL ONE.

I walk a narrow road through valleys deep, in search of higher ground on mountains steep. And though with feet unsure I still keep pressing on, for I am guided by the FAITHFUL ONE.

FAITHFUL, FAITHFUL TO THE END
MY TRUE AND PRECIOUS FRIEND
YOU HAVE BEEN FAITHFUL
FAITHFUL SO FAITHFUL TO ME

I see Your wounded hands, I touch Your side, with thorns upon Your brow You bled and died. But there's an empty tomb, a love for all who come and give their hearts to You, the FAITHFUL ONE!

FAITHFUL, FAITHFUL TO THE END
MY TRUE AND PRECIOUS FRIEND
YOU HAVE BEEN FAITHFUL
FAITHFUL SO FAITHFUL TO ME

And when the day is gone, and when the race is won, I will bow down before God's Only Son. And I will lift my hands in praise for all You've done, and I will worship You, my FAITHFUL ONE.




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