BabyGrace
Refugee
The Lamb leads the flock
You are my Rock
You fill me up
You fill my cup
I steel cold dark
The voice of a lark
Warbles like the sun
Teaches me how to run
A nourishing glow
Burning through stifling snow
Peace to all
It's a long way to fall
But He'll catch you
do any of you ever write poetry in church...always seems to happen to me...and it's not always about God either...
You are my Rock
You fill me up
You fill my cup
I steel cold dark
The voice of a lark
Warbles like the sun
Teaches me how to run
A nourishing glow
Burning through stifling snow
Peace to all
It's a long way to fall
But He'll catch you
do any of you ever write poetry in church...always seems to happen to me...and it's not always about God either...