Frail and weak tired and worn a heart inside that aches with pain;weary tired eyes that get little rest:What dear Lord have I to bless?
No matter,you say ,give your all to me today,let me do the rest.
I used broken vessels you see,I throw nothing away.
When your all is on the alter,I will touch the sacrifice with my love and you will soar above.
No need to worry,only rest,Rest in me,my will for you you will see.To do my will the power you need is all in giving your all to me.Writer Donna Mann all rights reserved not for sale
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