Nothing left
I am not lost my body cries and my heart is frail I've nothing left to give. I have not walked this is why I have been carried. the load is too heavy the road is too treacherous. I am so weary. I trust in Your arms I trust in Your hands. You bear the scars of my life You alone can carry me I am held I will be safe within Your arms of glory.
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