My feet are dying Lord, they’re but dead,
They are becoming weaker instead
All
the things that I could do before
I no longer can do anymore,
Walking has almost come to a halt
Lord, please tell me, from whence this
assault?
Have mercy O Lord, for it’s all true,
Loving Lord Jesus, just where are You?
Verily I say to you today
You must be born again, in My Way.
My body’s dying; it’s all but dead,
Must I with illness, this body wed?
What use is it, what is its function?
What is it with my situation?
You see me and hear me, Lord and Master,
I know that You’re the Mighty Healer,
Lord, I’ve sought many, their good to do,
But Lord, helplessly I come to You.
Verily I say to you today,
You must be born again, in My Way.
My soul is dying; it’s all but dead,
But You can raise me, as Your word said,
You’re the One to give life to my soul,
Making this dead body new and whole,
Lord, though my hope’s weak and on a
string,
I believe You can do anything,
Nothing for You is too difficult,
Let not one O Lord, Your Name insult:
Verily, I must be born again,
Faithful to You Lord, I will remain.
Amen!
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