Tag: praise
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The Son’s Visage

He’s surrounded by His creatures Who forever sing His praise Too holy to be seen by man The great Ancient of Days. Surrounded by a light so bright No mortal can approach Yet somehow we His glory bear Despite our past reproach. For Lord Sabbaoth is Sov’reign And will get the praise, His due As…
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“Yet Will I Praise Him”

Empty arms with tearsGod is good through longing yearsGood though “no” be all we hear“Yet will I praise Him” Tiny body shakesCraving mother feels heart breakSin’s effect now suff’ring makes“Yet will I praise Him” Dust clouds fill the skyThirsty fields wither, dieEarth, once fertile, now blows by“Yet will I praise Him” Hint of rising sunMorning…
