I have fallen short of His glory. My heart knows failure. My shame runs deep. But through it all, I know beyond a doubt that I am covered with His blanket of forgiveness and grace. Thank you Father, for fathering me.
The Father - Heather Clark
It's You I want to know
Come with your presence
Hold me and don't let go
I love the sound of your heart
Like a father protecting me drawing me
That I could know..
The sound of your footsteps coming to me
The look on your face when you"re so proud of me
The sound of you cheering when I succeed
And the touch of your hand
When your fathering me
I have so far to grow
I fall short of your glory
Failure, my heart knows
And my shame runs so deep
But your grace is a blanket
Cover me, that I could know
The sound of your footsteps coming to me
The look on your face when you"re so proud of me
The sound of you cheering when I succeed
And the touch of your hand
When your fathering me
Saturday, March 29, 2008
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