Vengeance belongs to You, O GodYour perfection is my restYou are the beginning and the endThe creator and upholder of all thingsThough they condemn me..
My dying world teems with false treasures,Tainted favor, withering charm;But I am Your workmanship,Refined in Holy FireNo rushing flood can drown me,N..
Eternal Father, full of Grace and Mercy,Loving beyond my comprehension,You gave me my life, and the life of Your Son.Am I not content?Am I yet a sinne..