Sanctus
PRECIOUS BLOOD
OF GOD'S FOLD
For all this world's silver and gold,
My love of God would I not withhold.
And calm as the deep, blue sea may seem,
Without God, it would be just a dream.
Starched white clouds high
Up in the sky.
Bend and bow, as God passes by.
Washed way deep inside with
God's precious fold,
The glory of God we would behold.
The glory of God we would behold.
GOD IS AWAKE-- AND HE CARES FOR YOU!
WordSpeak Copyright c 1999-2006. Original Musings by Rev. Lainie Dowell.
The Mountainside Ministries. Columbia, MD.
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