Touch Me O Lord!


Let words drop the dew the grace upon the page

This grace I need, just a tired outlaw far from an old sage

Cover me O Lord, not just now but in the timeless age

Only the dew of Thy love can put a stop to this endless rage

Touch me, talk to me this life is like a merciless cage

O Thou who knows the hearts of men, save me as with my heart I mark this page.

JT

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