| My Savior
I'm alone, but I don't mind, for His grace is sufficient for me. I do not need surroundings, which cover me with joy, For when I see his hands pierced through it's enough to sing forever. I only need him, no other do I see, only my God's heaving chest as He dies upon this tree. I only bow at Your feet, Lord, for I long for a thousand tongues only to praise You a thousand times more. Laughing in Your joy, crying for Your suffering, grateful for Your grace, clinging to You only, knowing I caused You Your pain. Just hoping to be like You, to be different in their eyes and to be beautiful in Yours. © 2004, Amber Woolsey .Back. |