Who has seen the early mists
As the dawn was want to come
And in that hour before the sun
The way is made before.
"I am but a worm I said"
But you were quick to scorn
And in your quiet voice you yelled,
"The way was made before".
With the passing of the dark
And with the dying of my death
I glimpse the shores where gold is paved
For the way is made before.
And here it is I find myself
And dare I hope to breathe clean air
And let the lion out the cage
For the way is made before
“My grace is sufficient for you, for My strength is made perfect in weakness.” -II Corinthians 12:9
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Wednesday, June 21, 2006
Tuesday, June 20, 2006
To Him Whose Light Shines in the Darkness
This is a simple song that I wrote with simple chords for the guitar. Sing at will.
G
Sweeter joy I've never known
C
Than in the pain and in the storm
G
Looking back it's all I see
C
The times when you were close to me.
Now I know they were not gay
But the peace I've found in harder days
Is better than the sweetest time
And I praise the Lord for He is mine.
Chorus
F Am
He is mine I am His
Em
I bow before His throne
F Am
He is mine I am His
C G
And I pray to Him alone.
Never in the darkest nights
Did I see a brighter light
Than the one that shone from Him
Christ my Lord who washed my sin
Even when all about was gray
I could feel my Lord would stay
At the turning of the hour
I have felt a holy power
He is mine I am His
I bow before His throne
He is mine I am His
And I pray to Him alone.
G
Sweeter joy I've never known
C
Than in the pain and in the storm
G
Looking back it's all I see
C
The times when you were close to me.
Now I know they were not gay
But the peace I've found in harder days
Is better than the sweetest time
And I praise the Lord for He is mine.
Chorus
F Am
He is mine I am His
Em
I bow before His throne
F Am
He is mine I am His
C G
And I pray to Him alone.
Never in the darkest nights
Did I see a brighter light
Than the one that shone from Him
Christ my Lord who washed my sin
Even when all about was gray
I could feel my Lord would stay
At the turning of the hour
I have felt a holy power
He is mine I am His
I bow before His throne
He is mine I am His
And I pray to Him alone.
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