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THE REST OF THE WAY
This is where I am
And that is where I want to be
But I just can’t get there
By any strength I possess in me
But You hear the cry of my heart
The cry of my heart
To please You Lord
Thank God that that is enough
That is enough
And You take me the rest of the way
This is all I have
But have I all I need to see
Myself truly changed
You might have to do that for me, when you…
The caterpillar doesn’t try, to become a butterfly
And the flowers don’t make themselves bloom
In all the change for which I strive
You provide when I abide in You |
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