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R \ Randy
Stonehill
\ Breath Of God
o breath of god
come in and dwell
please make my aching
heart your home and use me well
for you created me
and named me as your own
to know the wonder of your love
and make it known
o breath of god
teach me your ways
that i might serve you
in these precious, fleeting days
now i am sure of this
if i've learned nothing else
until i live for you
i do not live myself
bridge:
father, father
lift me on your wings
show me why the angels sing
o breath of god
i'm tired and cold
and all the dreams i've
chased have left me feeling old
but you've been waiting here
now i understand
please let me fall
into your loving, nail-scarred hands
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