O to grace how great a debtor
Daily I'm constraint to be
Let thy goodness, like a fetter
Bind my wandering to thee
Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it
Prone to leave the God I love
Here's my heart, O take and seal it
Seal it for thy courts above
Come Thou Fount of Every Blessing
Monday, August 6, 2012
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2:00 AM
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Juwen
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