Who am I that the Lord of all the earth, would care to know my name, would care to feel my hurt? Who am I that the Bright and Morning Star would choose to light the way for my ever wandering heart? Not because of who I am, but because of what Youve done. Not because of what Ive done but because of who You are. I am a flower quickly fading, here today and gone tomorrow; a wave tossed in the ocean, a vapor in the wind. But still You hear me when Im calling, Lord you catch me when Im falling, and you told me who I am... I am Yours.
Posted on: Fri, 12 Dec 2014 13:19:23 +0000