I love the Lord
He has given me life
He has made my world
His, in strife
I sought him
At the end of myself
In prize
I gained him
And gave up little else
Yet
He told me
Yet
I believed
Yet
There is more
He asks of me
Yet will I trust him
Yet in truth
Though my body decay
And I have been
Despised by you
Why does he not prosper
Why is he in a sorry state
You believe
Prosperity
And material wealth
Are the only signs of the king
A broken
And a contrite heart
This is his gift to me
You've seen
And despised
His breaking
Now watch
God's rising
In me.
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