Oh Lord please sweep me in Your arms
Hold me above the waves
Open my mouth so I can say
That only Jesus saves
I’m just a trouble old and frail
What use am I to You?
I make mistakes just all the time
And rhymes are all I do
But I can pray and pray I will
I’ll never let You go
Whatever happens every day
You’ll do the same for me I know.
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