Strange how the joy comes
Praise born
Attempts to snatch my peace
Thwarted by a song
Seeking Your face
So hard, so rewarding
My whole heart You say
And nothing less
A small price to pay I know
And yet too much to do alone
Only through You can I give what You ask
Only through Your life can I live, move, be
The illusion of self-sufficiency easily believed
Until the world shatters
Until the electrons stop spinning
Until decay moves past recovery
And nothing is but You
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