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I Couldn’t Help


Oh Lord, oh how powerless I feel

But how amazed I am in your presence

When I no longer stand on my own 

But you still pick me up

So I can walk the raging seas and call your name

 

Lord, I couldn't help but just lift my hands up to you 

And give you all my fears, 

All my worries,

All my anxiety

All the battles

I can't face on my own

I lift my hands to you

And fully give it all to you

 

Not knowing what tomorrow holds 

And shaking at the thought that that it is out of my control

But joys comes around to show me

That your always in control 

 

Lord, I couldn't help but just lift my hands up to you 

And give you all my fears, 

All my worries,

All my anxiety

All the battles 

I can't face on my own

I lift my hands to you

And fully give it all to you

 

 

 

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