My shell At times So weak So frail Earthly Made of only Dust In it May we never Ever put our Deepest trust
All of that Is temporary My spirit My real me Only it Heads into God’s Most precious eternity
I sigh, I long For such A place Filled with Only Your perfection Your glory's Holy Grace Longing to see Nothing But Your Bright Light Your Face!
Oh, God Almighty, Help me Make The right choice Among all of This earth's lost voice It's rising dust May I not turn May I not trust Wars, Murders Deceits Lies, Chaos In all of these You are all Anyone's immortal Soul Really ever needs!!