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YOU MAKE MY SKELETONS DANCE
You make my skeletons dance, You make my skeletons dance
You can make my skeletons dance, into the light
When I tell what I have done, all the things that I have
done
I can know that I have done, all of the things that You
told me
If I say that I am done, with those things that I have
done
I will wait for You to come, and lift me to my feet...
But when I keep silent, my bones waste away
Through my groanings all day
And when I shut down, my strength goes away
Till I can come openly, then…
When I tell what I have done, all the things that I have
done
I can know that I have done, all of the things that You
told me
And if the time should ever come, again I do what I have
done
I will do what I have done, and lay it at Your feet again…
I know that there’s these times in our lives when,
we must make a choice
When those times come, I know what I’ll say, I’ll
say
“I am Yours! I’m all Yours!” |
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