Faith to Glory
Faith to Glory
Fighting the battle of faith, warring with my flesh,
My King do I a ’wait, upon that place of rest.
Hope, be my eyes, for my directions cannot see,
For this earthly body captivates the spirit inside me.
Crushing beyond the weight too unbearable I see,
But you took this same fate that I may have liberty.
How I long to find the answer of your unfailing love.
Until, be my ransom, mount me like a dove.
Your grace is sufficient and your knowledge is the truth,
Your word will be my light, my reflection to the youth.
So complete the incomplete in me, bring healing to my soul
Your wrath is not my destiny, the best of me will make it home
Tayana Lehman
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