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Album: In Our Winters
Behold, as fountains in the desert rise and bring us hope
As manna feeds us from the skies
And he is lighting up our night
Leads the way in darkened times
The King, from whom all virtue springs to life
And solace brings
A loving groom an unfaithful wife
And he is calling back again
A tattered bride adorned in shame
Teach me of the your plan to tame this often sordid heart
Touch me O' sweet grace of God and I will not depart
I'm coming home home home
I'm coming home home home
Oh, the hands that wrought this work for me It was my Lord
Thou hast brought mine eyes to see
And not a mite for you was gained
Thou has saved, an unfaithful friend
Teach me of your ways of love more vast than open seas
Plant your image firmly on my life for all to see
You've given hope, hope, hope
You've given hope, hope, hope
And Father let the courts allow just one more solemn plea
When I was found and wanting Jesus paid the debt for me
It was not owed, owed, owed
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