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Psalm 56: 8-13
You tell my wanderings:
You put my tears into
your bottle:
Are they not in
your book?
When I cry unto you, then shall my enemies turn back:
This I know;
for God is
for me.
In God will I praise
His Word:
In the LORD will I praise
His Word
In God have I put my trust:
I will not be afraid what man can do unto me.
Your vows are upon me, O God:
I will give praises unto
you.
For you have delivered my soul from death:
Will you not
deliver my feet from falling,
that I may walk before God in the light of the living?
Breathe
This is the air I breathe
This is the air I breathe
Your Holy presence living in me
This is my daily bread
This is my daily bread
Your very Word spoken to me
And I'm desperate for You
And I'm lost without You
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