My heart sinks within me Lord,
Yearning to be released.
Confession is just a word away,
To send my grief adrift.
But yet Lord,
Let Your will be done, and not mine.
For I trust in Your purposeful plans,
I trust in the goodness of the work of Your hands.
For I've seen the beauty of Your path,
My plans cannot dream to compare.
Confession is just a word away,
To send my grief adrift.
But yet Lord,
Let Your will be done, and not mine.
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