Pass me not, O gentle Savior, hear my humble cry, while on others Thou art
calling, do not pass me by. Let me at Thy throne of mercy find a sweet relief
knoeeling there in dee contrition help my unbelief. trusting only in thy
merit would i seek thy face heal my wounded broken spirit save me by thy grace.
Thou the spring of all my comfort more than life to me, whom have i on earth
beside Thee? whom in heaven but Thee? Franny Crosby
when i'm down i sing, when i'm down i love to hear songs of worship, when i'm down my heart can't speak words...i can only sing songs that pull me towards Him...and in that moment....I know that there is no better ears to hear my song.....but Thee.
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