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YOU
ARE
MY
EVERYTHING
My
Lord,
I
find
it
hard
to
say
Just
what
You
mean
to
me…
But
when
I
think
of
all
You've
done,
I
just
have
to
bow
my
knee.
I
think
about
the
way
things
were
Before
you
came
into
my
life
–
For
all
I
knew
were
hate
and
fear,
Suffering,
pain
and
strife.
Love
was
something
I
dreamed
about
As
I
cried
myself
to
sleep,
But
all
I
got
were
broken
dreams…
More
wounds
so
raw
and
deep.
Then
You
came
into
my
life
And
washed
away
my
pain.
Your
love
refreshed
my
tired
heart
Like
a
gentle
summer
rain.
You
showed
me
what
love
really
meant,
And
wiped
away
my
tears.
You
filled
my
heart
with
joy
and
peace
As
You
cast
out
all
my
fears.
With
love
You
healed
my
broken
heart,
And
You
calmed
my
troubled
mind
–
And
all
my
open
wounds
were
healed
As
I
left
my
past
behind.
My
Lord,
You
mean
so
much
to
me,
You
are
my
Lord,
my
King
–
To
me
You
mean
much
more
than
life…
You
are
my
everything.
Copyright
©
1992
Christine
Chipman.
All
rights
reserved.
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