Thursday, December 31, 2009
Father when I wander
Father when I wander
Make that land a barren desert
Provide me with no relief
Let the sun scorch me,
May the thirst crush me,
Allow me to feed only on sand
For it is when my feet are burned
And I can no longer walk
And my tongue has dried,
And I can no longer speak
That my heart will cry out to You,
My God my Savior my King
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