Sunday, July 10, 2011

I know he lives.

I ache, I cry, my spirit’s fading, I’m buried alive.
I fail, I fall, just when I fear I’m losing it all,
I reach the edge of what I know, He reaches out and I let go.
He is my light, he is my strength
He is the anchor of the hope that I can truly change.
He magnifies what I can give
With every step and every breath I’ll worship him.
He is the only way, and I know he lives.

I wish, I dream, I hope for things that I can’t see
I try, I pray, finding my way on this test of faith.
And when my best is not enough, He reaches down and lifts me up.
He is my light, he is my strength
He is the anchor of the hope that I can truly change.
He magnifies what I can give
With every step and every breath I’ll worship him.
He is the only way, and I know he lives.

Every broken heart, every fear I face
When I’m in my own Gethsemane he knows that place.
Every lonely hour, ever tear that falls
 Every weakness and temptation he has felt it all.
He is my light, he is my strength
He is the anchor of the hope that I can truly change
He magnifies what I can give
With every step and every breath I’ll worship him
He is the only way, and I know he lives
I know he lives

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