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Feb 11
My God I am not worthy
That you should die so I go free
I once was blind, but now I see
And let it be done unto me
I cannot see what lies ahead
You could pick anyone else instead
Among all you picked me out
You broke through fear and doubt
So let it be done unto me
My Lord did not come in awe and wonder
The land didn't shake, the skies didn't thunder
You came to earth in humblest stead
Son of God with a manger for your bed
Lord, let it be done unto me
Where you send me, I will go
Led by the Spirit as it blows
In this uncertainty there's one thing I know
From my life's beginning to its close
Let your will be done unto me

You have called me to yourself
You have named me precious child
You have made me in your likeness
In your mercy, you reconciled
You have shown us the way to the father
Taught us to follow God's own son
And, as we live in your Holy Spirit,
We are given the power of three in one
So, I pray, unto me, let it be done
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showyoulove  34/M/Illinois, United States
(34/M/Illinois, United States)   
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