You, who wait on high,
who does not count my iniquity but counts the grain of sand You are. Salvation. Holy. Blameless. My inheritance forever.
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No condemnation of my past
No grinning and bearing and hiding Only for the joy set before You Only for reconciliation of your friends, brothers, sisters Grace and no detesting Grace and no hatred Only the profound simplicity of unconditional Love I will bless You at all times
Your praise will continually be in my mouth My soul makes its boast in You let the humble hear and be glad Father, teach me to be humble and glad and reflective of deeds done from You wrong timing
wrong word wrong belief and believing the wrong and the worst and the belief Timing, Word, Belief perfect and good and what I need that is what I’ll believe |
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