“Don’t look back!”
Grace is poured upon Your lips
Oil upon your brow
“Don’t look back!”
Your hand has surely rested
Commander of my victory
You call, I shall answer
The winds billowing in the sails
Beconing me to onward go
as angel wings stir the still water
Your messengers with a burning coal for my lips
this is not my war but Yours,
Command victories for Jacob
Your voice across the waters
“Turn Your Eyes!”
Faithful from generation to generation
My heart ever fixed
Upholder of Justice
Giver of all
JG
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