My Cup Runneth Over Your Grace My Lord, Your Grace, be engraven upon my knees, hands and face.I do not dwell upon Thy grief, but to find mine own hallowed relief.My heart shines now, I do adore and bow, causing my wool to be exquisite white.Thy life in mine, I humbly vow, My Grace, Thou... Continue Reading →
My Grace, I Bow Before Thee Now
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