Why
I Dance
In
hope I cling to You, O, Lord,
When
it appears all hope is gone.
When
I feel lost and all alone,
I
cry to You from dawn to dawn.
But
in those times when all is dark,
I
recognize You as the light.
And
though my faith is frail and weak,
I
know You’ll make things good and right.
You
are my strength, my hope, my song.
My
life, my food, my sustenance
You
are my joy, my breath of air.
You
are the reason I can dance.
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