Will the table I’ve built,
Not so level, on four tall stilts,
Stand steady or slowly tilt
And will the life that’s spilt
Be redeemed
By The Great Redeemer?
I know He can, but not if He will.
Either way, I’m His.
Will the table I’ve built,
Not so level, on four tall stilts,
Stand steady or slowly tilt
And will the life that’s spilt
Be redeemed
By The Great Redeemer?
I know He can, but not if He will.
Either way, I’m His.
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