Oh our love for God, a being for all our souls,
as every breath of wind or blade of grass controls.
How I am so awe struck when scales do fall away,
I think of when my faith was weak, it was so hard to pray.
But now no words can say, how it is I feel,
save that this glory goes to you,
The One, the True, the Real.
Blessings and love to you. James
as every breath of wind or blade of grass controls.
How I am so awe struck when scales do fall away,
I think of when my faith was weak, it was so hard to pray.
But now no words can say, how it is I feel,
save that this glory goes to you,
The One, the True, the Real.
Blessings and love to you. James
