If I rise on the wings of the morning If I sail to the end of the sea If I hide at the edge of creation You will be there, waiting for me. If I say: “let the darkness deepen ‘til the light become dark and cold.” Even darkness cannot defeat you You will be turning the night to gold. For you are my God, you search my life You are familiar with all of my ways. Search me, O God. Lay open my heart Test me and know as I have been known So all of my days are precious to you Precious to you
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