**I wrote this before I went to Uganda, Africa that summer. It changed my life. And these were my thoughts when I learned about the horrible injustices that were going on in the lives of the Ugandan children.
I hear your aching heart,
and I seek to heal all your wounds.
I'm trying my best,
Honestly, I am.
I long to fill your hungry stomach;
To quench the thirst in your soul;
To replenish your heart from brokenness;
To vitalize the blood in your veins;
and I seek to heal all your wounds.
I'm trying my best,
Honestly, I am.
I long to fill your hungry stomach;
To quench the thirst in your soul;
To replenish your heart from brokenness;
To vitalize the blood in your veins;
Oh, how I wish I could,
how I wish I could, for once, lose sight of myself,
and forget about my selfish desires,
in order to share a portion of my blessings with you.
how I wish I could, for once, lose sight of myself,
and forget about my selfish desires,
in order to share a portion of my blessings with you.
But what do I do?
I keep them for myself..
The Grace that is meant to be shared,
the Grace that saves us all,
and the Grace that will heal your very own heart--
I keep to myself.
I keep them for myself..
The Grace that is meant to be shared,
the Grace that saves us all,
and the Grace that will heal your very own heart--
I keep to myself.
Oh God! Help my selfish heart!
Help me see through their tear-stained faces,
help me see past the hopelessness in their eyes..
and help me see them for who You see them as--
Your own creation.
Just like me. Just as I am. Just as all people. United as one. In the body of Christ.
Help me see through their tear-stained faces,
help me see past the hopelessness in their eyes..
and help me see them for who You see them as--
Your own creation.
Just like me. Just as I am. Just as all people. United as one. In the body of Christ.
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