And He said to me, "My grace is sufficient for you, My strength is made perfect in weakness."
Oh to grace how great a debtor daily I'm constrained to be,
Let that grace now like a fettor bind my wandering heart to Thee.
Prone to wander Lord I feel it,
Prone to leave the God I love,
Here's my heart, oh take and seal it,
Seal it for Thy courts above.
He must increase, but I must decrease.
For when I am weak, then I am strong.
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Yes! Thank you!
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