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He Makes Me Whole


He lifts me high

He says I’m found

He picks me up from off the ground

He lifts me high

And never low

The gift He gives is one of hope

He carries me through the darkest nights

When I somehow doubt whether I can fight

He inspires me to keep on going 

Even when I lose faith, He keeps on showing

Up for me, He reaches for me

He demonstrates His love for me

With every breath I’m blessed to take

Nothing’s for granted, but all is at stake

I'm strengthened by His power and might

I'm thankful that He’s loved me in spite

Of all my wrongs, of all my sins

His love is deep

It swims within

The depths of my soul

As He dives down below

To heal my heart, to mend what’s not whole

He lifts me high

And never low

And when I’m unable

He takes control

He makes me whole

He makes me whole

He is the Savior of my soul

 
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