All It
All I want
And nothing more
Is to be at peace
With my Savior
And nothing more
Is to be at peace
With my Savior
My God is great
And ever good
By my side
He's always stood
And ever good
By my side
He's always stood
By my side
He holds my hand
Standing close
Through darkened land
He holds my hand
Standing close
Through darkened land
All my life
Through every woe
The heart of God
Won't leave me low
Through every woe
The heart of God
Won't leave me low
In Him I live
I move and breathe
And though I die
His soul I be
I move and breathe
And though I die
His soul I be
All my heart
And each my bones
Will praise great God
With seas and stones
And each my bones
Will praise great God
With seas and stones
My soul cries out
She craves her King
And the joy that's found
Within His wings
She craves her King
And the joy that's found
Within His wings
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"God is my motivation. He coaxed my bones into order, arranged my head of hair, designed by thought-processes into a delightful maze. He surrounds my life - like adorning a bare tree - with smiling souls." - ACS
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