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♥ Tuesday, May 17, 2011
1:06 PM exactly one month before I'm home (:

Over time you’ve healed so much in me
And I am living proof
That although my darkest hour had come
Your light could still shine through
And though at times it’s just enough to cast
A shadow on the wall
Well, I am grateful that you shine your light on me at all

Who am I that you would love me so gently?
Who am I that you would recognize my name?
Lord, who am I that you would speak to me so softly
Conversation with the love most high
Who am I?

Well, amazing grace how sweet the sound
That saved a wretch like me
I once was lost but now am found
Was blind, but now I see
And the more I sing that sweet old song the more I understand
That I do not comprehend this love that’s coming from your hand

Who am I that you would love me so gently?
Who am I that you would recognize my name?
Lord, who am I that you would speak to me so softly
Conversation with the love most high
Who am I?

Grace, grace, God’s grace
Grace that will pardon and cleanse within
Grace, grace, God’s grace
Grace that is greater than all our sin

Who am I that you would love me so gently?
Who am I that you would recognize my name?
Lord, who am I that you would speak to me so softly
Conversation with the love most high
Who am I?

Amazing grace, how sweet the sound
Amazing love, now flowing down
From hands and feet that were nailed to the tree
His grace flows down and covers me.

And covers me, and covers me, and covers me, and covers me
And covers me, and covers me, and covers me, and covers me

Who am I that you would love me so gently?
Who am I that you would recognize my name?
Lord, who am I that you would speak to me so softly
Conversation with the love most high
Who am I?
Lord, who am I, yeah?

♥ Wednesday, May 04, 2011
10:24 PM close to a month's time

yes, it's just close to a month before i'm back home (:

time truly flies, and I can't help but thank God for His wonderful grace for me, all these while.
i know i haven't been updating this blog, as I wished i could. Well I have a backlog of expense records and photos to upload, waiting for me.

but right now, i just feel like coming here to say thank you Lord. came across this song, with really lovely lyrics.

Jesus will still be there

things change, plans fail
you look for love on a grander scale
storms rise, hopes fade
and you place your bets on another day
when the going gets tough
when the ride's too rough
when you're just not sure enough

Jesus will still be there
His love will never change
sure as the steady rain
Jesus will still be there
when no one else is true
He'll still be loving you
when it looks like you've lost it all
and you haven't got a prayer
Jesus will still be there

time flies, hearts turn
a little bit wiser from lessons learnt
but sometimes, weakness wins
and you lose your foothold once again
when the going gets tough
when the ride's too rough
when you're just not sure enough

yes, He's been here with me all along.

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