I praise my God He has lifted my countenance Look at what he has done He has rescued my family He has reunited to my parents He has brought my sister home He is bringing many home He has brought words of Life He is building the road home The highway of holiness The deaf sing, the lame dance So sumptuous a feast What life in store, what glory born I see it now, I hear it coming How beautiful you are, Lord How gracious in your reckoning You have not allowed us to be crushed Beauty for ashes Double for our shame I hope to see you soon To touch your face anew Again to behold your beauty To enjoy the tender nest of your arms Oh Father, my Father Thank you for restoration Only you could do this To bring such beautiful Life from death Stephen Pursell, 11/08/02 | ![]() |
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