| Watching over me | ||||
| Its great walking with Jesus, arm in arm To know He's beside me, to keep me from harm No matter how high a mountain might be Each rock I climb, its Jesus and me And when the sea is stormy and gray Even then my Lord is not far away There's times that without His helping hand I know I wouldn't have the strength to stand No matter what season or time of the year I'm in good hands with my Jesus near No misfortune or harm will there ever be As long as my Lord is watching over me And I'll not forget to give Him the praise For watching over me, all of my lifelong days |
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