In my heart I dance with my friend Jesus, my Savior My King and my God I frolic like a child with my Master Hand in hand, wind in our hair Come if you want Follow if you want Or Wallow if you want Though how can some choose that? What a tragedy to reject life sublime But as for me I will be free My Savior and me Oh that I may share his burdens That I may also dance with him in the light Naked and ashamed I came, and bleeding Yet he touched me with his tender care My Risen Redeemer, my Conquering King Would that I had been there Would to have helped with Simon of Cyrene To bear the cross What a privilege To help carry the burden To share in his sufferings To know his pain Ah, this is love This is what you are looking for Stephen Pursell, begun: around '03, completed: 3/21/14 |  |
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