A song I sing for the Creator Supreme, of love and loss, the captivating cost of reality.
Truth works out, love works in, peace is wrought by struggles through sin.
We wrestle and strive to overcome vanity and pride,
Yet life is had when we turn aside to trust.
Love works it out, truth works it in, peace is found by abiding in Him.
We wrestle and strive but in the end we must trust to reside.
A song I sing to the Creator Supreme of love and loss the captivating cost.
We wrestle and strive, in the end we must trust to abide and die to ourselves
that we might thrive.
A song I sing for the Creator Supreme, let it ring oh Lord, let it ring.
william mark parry © 5/5/2013
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