"My soul is weary and my cup is dry. I am so in need of you...So Lord come down to me, till my heart can sing...." ---Caedmon's Call "Rest Upon Us"
The Lord has brought me, in this weary place, to a point where I can sing. He has put words in my throat and I, with cracked voice, can muster out a few small praises. He is worth my full attention and constant affection. I cannot imagine life without Jesus.
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