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Make Me Lie Down
When my soul feels dead and dry,
And I cannot fathom why,
My heart aches, emits a cry,
Lord, make me lie down.
When refreshing is my need,
and my mind will pay no heed,
Help me learn to let you lead;
And make me lie down.
My own ways bring me no peace,
Pent-up stress without release,
Bid my heavy thoughts to cease;
Oh, make me lie down.
Make me lie in pastures green,
Verdant lushness to be seen,
Places where I have not been;
Yes, make me lie down.
Your place for me, always best,
Gives me freshness, life and rest,
There, as Your invited guest,
Lord, make me lie down.
In the greenness may I feed,
As you meet my every need,
And inspire new love and deed;
Oh, make me lie down.
Of restless spirit, body, soul,
Blessed Shepherd, take control,
Let Thy sweet peace o’er me roll;
And make me lie down.
Green pastures, I seek you now;
To Thy wisdom, Lord I bow,
Changed, refilled, I know not how,
But I will lie down.
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