| Song | O My Lord |
| Album | With Joyful Lips – G |
| Genre | Traditional Christian Hymns |
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| Tags | O My Lord |
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O My Lord, Within My Heart,
Pride Will Have No Home.
Every Talent That I Have,
Comes From You Alone.
And Like A Child At Rest,
Close To Its Mother’s Breast,
Safe In Your Arms,
My Soul Is Calmed.
Lord, My Eyes Do Not Look High,
Nor My Thoughts Take Wings,
For I Can Find Treasures In
Or Dinary Things.
And Like A Child At Rest,
Close To Its Mother’s Breast,
Safe In Your Arms,
My Soul Is Calmed.
Great Affairs Are Not For Me,
Deeds Beyond My Scope,
In The Simple Things I Do
I Find Joy And Hope.
And Like A Child At Rest,
Close To Its Mother’s Breast,
Safe In Your Arms,
My Soul Is Calmed.
