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First It Must Be Lost
A Poem, A Whirlwind of Faith in the Midst of Confusion and Despair
To Thee O Lord I lift up my soul
To Thee O Lord I give control
Daily walking in Your Word
I cannot wait but to be daily herd
O God O God O God
What does it mean to give?
O God O God O God
What does it mean to live?
Daily walking in Your Presence now
I feel the need to gladly bow
You are mine! Your are mine! You are mine! You are mine!
I am Yours! I am Yours! I am Yours! I am Yours!
Will You hear my cry and plea
Take away this confining autonomy!
Stop the turmoil and the pain
“I’m Yours!” I cry again and again
O God O God O God
What does it mean to give?
O God O God O God
What does it mean to live?
Daily I walk, I live, I breathe
“I need You my Lord!”…My cry, my plea
“I’m Yours! I’m Yours!” I answer Your cry
My life’s to be spent as Your will decides
Daily walking in Your Presence now
I feel the need to gladly bow
“Praise You my Lord!” I lift up my cry
And to this same note I gladly die.
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