November 22, 2006

• Standing In His Steps
  
  I want to blossom, I want to bloom in the hand,
  Of my Savior, He makes my feet stand
  On the solid shield of steel faith.
  He protects me and keeps my heart safe.
  Beauty encircles my God on high,
  New life, in his presence, I cannot deny.
  He shines on my weakness and empowers my mind.
  He makes me think forward-- to leave my past behind.
  Forgiving and blessings fall from his tears.
  Redemption comes softly, removing my fears.
  Sound mind and strong feet, he cements me in grace.
  Flashes of kindness light up his face.
  Shaking body, he holds me and confesses his plans.
  He rewrites my life story in the blood from his hands.
  My heart is crucified, my old desires will not do.
  I follow his footsteps. Lord, I live in you!
  
  Kimberly Willingham
  

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