Manifest Thy Glory

C Cynthia Buhain-baello Cynthia Buhain-baello
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A troubled soul has cried today His words were lost in pained emotions, His thoughts at random as he prays, O Lord, give ear to his devotion. For all of us are like lost sheep We wander 'bout in our solutions, We go in circles, fall down deep, In our quicksands of destruction. Our strength is gone, so with our will, Our troubles multiply to drown us. We run to You Lord, You will heal, For Your Name's sake, save this Dust. Please take our hand and help us Lord! We've seen what you have done for others. Our hope is in Your promised Word, And our affliction is not forever. You will answer, this You promised Because You are good and full of mercy, Your will in life is all we wish, In our time, manifest Thy Glory! 'You are the God Who performs miracles, You display your power amongst the peoples.' Psalm 77: 14

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