Daily, I have to hand over
my life to God as I’m continually
slumbering and falling in my walk,
my flesh is weak,
but my spirit is gaining strength.
Daily, I have to hand over
my life to God as I’m continually
slumbering and falling in my walk,
my flesh is weak,
but my spirit is gaining strength.
and you write good poetry too, amen
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