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Your healing touch
 
Lord Jesus, my wife she needs your healing touch
Knowing how much she craves your love so much
Simply lift her up so she can accept your Holiness
Condemn us not, wipe out our sins, protecting us
As we survey this land, giving thy protective hand
Trusting thee in every move, constantly in demand
Your Holy presence, amplifies, your amazing grace
Giving us this day, the presence of your Holy Spirit
As we bowing low in your so precious embodiment
May we live in the light of your gracious provisions

Holy Spirit, thou art welcome in this place
Omnipotent Father of mercy and grace
Thou art welcome in this place

By olderandbolder

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This Poem is part of a Challenge: - The NO FRILLS CHALLENGE--read page for complete rules and info (challenge has been closed)


This Poem is part of a Challenge: - The NO FRILLS CHALLENGE--read page for complete rules and info (challenge has been closed)


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