Emmylou
Now so much I know, that things just don’t grow
If you don’t bless them with your patience.
And I’ve been there before, I held up the door
For every stranger with a promise.
But I’m holding back,
That’s the strength that I lack.Every morning keeps returning at my window.
And it brings me to you,
And I won’t just pass through,
But I’m not asking for a storm.
Even though we never get things right,
and it gets so old to say we’ll keep trying,
it’s mine to decide when I’ll be alright.
-The Rocket Summer
(Source: Spotify)
Lord, cover me, my Lord
Purify my heart
Sanctify my soul
Cover me
Jesus, the name that I adore
Take me in your arms
drench me in your love
Cover me
I come and bow down Lord
lying at Your feet
clothed in Your glory
It’s Your face I see
Unto You I surrender
Lift my hands to Thee
Come, Holy Spirit
Cover me
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my mornings looks like this (by kygp)
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This is what I do on Sundays- hang in the park
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Of bubbly bread and walks down memory lane; "Chicketta" Sandwich & Chocolate Egg Cream

My mother loves sandwiches. And she loves it when I...
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