My God
(Lace And Whiskey)
If I should find myself in blackest night
And fear is stabbin´ me all over
A tiny prayer corrects the dark with light
Then I hear sounds behind my wall
Inside a still small voice. He calls me on
Then like a thunder bolt He falls and falls
My God
When life becomes more real than children´s game
Or we become too old to play them
We´ll grow in grace we think we´ll hide our shame
But there´s that voice behind the wall
And like my conscience it is still and small
Each word is vers. He protects my fall
My God
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I was a boy when tempted fell sometimes
And fell so low no one could see me
Save for the eyes of Him that sees my crime
Where sheep like me have too been lost
All crimeless children who are damness taught
Down flies His wrath like an albatross
My God
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