A Psalm
My Father and My Master,
To You, my praises ring.
You are the Great “I Am.”
To You, my heart will sing.
I bow before Your presence,
My heart is filled with joy.
When I am weak and faltering,
Your strength, You do employ.
You are the Rock of Ages,
Our mighty Coming King;
Enduring horrible sufferings,
Our Salvation to freely bring.
In the beauty of this universe,
We see Your mighty hand.
There is peace within our hearts,
To know our lives are planned.
I am humbled in Your Presence,
As Your Voice speaks soft and low,
I thank You that I can trust You,
Wherever my feet may go!
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