My prayer is to love You,
More dearly each day,
In all that life brings me,
See Your loving ways.
To know that Your hands,
Are always outstretched,
To guide and protect me,
To know I am blessed.
This is my prayer,
That love endlessly grows,
To love without measure,
O Lord I implore.
To love to the ends,
Where the sea meets the sky
And deeper than deep,
And higher than high.
In Your perfect love,
To always abide,
Sure in the knowledge,
You are at my side.
To love You without,
Ever counting the cost,
Even though I
Have to carry a cross.
More dearly each day,
In all that life brings me,
See Your loving ways.
To know that Your hands,
Are always outstretched,
To guide and protect me,
To know I am blessed.
This is my prayer,
That love endlessly grows,
To love without measure,
O Lord I implore.
To love to the ends,
Where the sea meets the sky
And deeper than deep,
And higher than high.
In Your perfect love,
To always abide,
Sure in the knowledge,
You are at my side.
To love You without,
Ever counting the cost,
Even though I
Have to carry a cross.
MYRA D’SOUZA / 10.3.1998
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