keep me tender O Lord,
that i may grow sensitive
to your movements;
that i may discern your
voice in the crowd.
may i not cling to hate
but rather face the
pain i feel when
hate is gone.
t.w.
keep me tender O Lord,
that i may grow sensitive
to your movements;
that i may discern your
voice in the crowd.
may i not cling to hate
but rather face the
pain i feel when
hate is gone.
t.w.