I dare not count the tears I've cried in fear they be to few
For how is it that my heart breaks for others more than you
And as I find I'm bound in time to the path you choose
Then should I not spout tears of joy at least in awe of you?
Holy Spirit break my knees and knock me off my pride
For I would rather crawl in you than walk outside your light.
When those nights a fear of death ravages my head
I praise you for your Sovereignty; my peace, my life, my bread.
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