God bless you, morning God bless you, day God bless each person On my way God bless those working And those at play God bless those crying With aught to say God bless those seeking With what they need And those in chains That they be freed
we wait, like little children candles in the night shining for our Father that others see His light
bruised and broken, heartsore, torn though I cry as if newborn and though my skin is new and red as though with blood, I’m bound to tread yet and still, my God believes in who I am if I receive the plan He once laid out for me I reach to Him and He to …
I am not broken I wrote some years ago that is not how I feel today