Praise - 24 Mar 2004
In all things allow me to praise you
In all darkness let me see past to you
In these times of trouble and strife
Take my grief and worried mind
Take fear and trouble that would bind
Do not let this world blind
In this dark and dreary place
Allow us to receive your abundant grace
Allow my spirit to take heed
The thoughts the words and the deeds
Make my mind soft to you
Let my self bring praise to you
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