How can I, a lowly mortal,
born an earthling formed of clay,
seek to praise the Lord Jehovah,
who has turned my night to day?
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6 comments:
I love that song. One of my favorites.
See you this weekend?
Your faithful readers are waiting for pictures of your trip!
yeah that's a great song!
I'm humming it right now...
Okay, vere are dee pictures?(in German accent)
Oh great! Now it's stuck in my head.
I guess that's a good thing.
~e
Ephesians 2:8,9
we can't. by ourselves.
excelent post:)
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