TITLE: Our savior, my home
By Alison Greenberg
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When I wake early in the morning, you listen to me,
my savior my home,
In the nighttime when I curl up in my bed, you are there with me- Jesus Christ, my savior, my home
When I get scared or busy or feel like lifting my hands in praise,
you are there with me- Jesus Christ, my precious savior, my home
When I reach the end of my days you'll be there waiting for me with your arms open wide- smiling and whispering to me
You are here my precious daughter- with me finally- my loved one,you're home.
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