O Lord, I'm weary. I raise my eyes and see Your lovingkindness, reaching, holding me. My fretful worrying, my cares, concerns, All fly away as t'ward You my heart turns. Your grace is all-sufficient for my needs. I'll go where Your abundant wisdom leads. In verdant realms I've found a place to rest, A welcome haven, comforting and blessed, Where prov…
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