It's a terrible thing
To lay upon this world
To lay upon myself
It's Your grace
The grace of a father that comforts me
It's Your truth
The truth that leads me to Him
The Lord is my shepherd
Though I walk through the valley of death
I shall not be afraid
You teach me wisdom, braveness
Though You know who I am
Where I come from, a dust
If You want me, that's a silly thing, a sweet silly thing
If You uses me, that's a miracle
I am Yours, My Shepherd
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