A song, by Billie
Still My mind O Lord
giver of sweet memories and
of my treasures
Your small voice
as a whisper ever so soft
such a tiny offtering
Worthy is my Refuge
Worthy is my Refuge
Swept away
despised fantasies
God my portion
destroy all who are unfaithful to you
O my refuge
O my worth Lamb
Worthy worthy strong tower
I sing to you
Manifestations sting
mockings and foes destroy
how long O my God?
Worthy is my Refuge
Worthy is my Refuge
Psalms 71
Those who want to harm me have been put to shame and confusion
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