Oh, Lord, come to me
Holy Spirit, help me see
All the gifts that You gave me
Are blessings straight from Heaven.
Every day please touch my head
You know what will lie ahead
Just give me my Daily Bread
My blessing straight from Heaven.
My future rests within Your hands
Here at home, or in foreign lands
Your gifts always wrapped in loving bands
More blessings, straight from Heaven.
Oh, my Lord, come down to me
Holy Spirit help me see
That my life is of use to Thee
And blesses someone bound for Heaven.
©2009 Wyn Barratt.
2 comments:
Every day please touch my head"... that sounds very comforting Wyn, thanks for your sweet words.
I long to feel that comfort, Marja.
Thank you for your encouragement
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