I’ve been framed, by God! I have my own heavenly place.
I’ve been arranged! How odd - this life within His outer space.
And yet, He lives within me, too!
He who knows me through and through.
The One who makes all things new,
deserves my praise for all my days.
In gratitude for His loving kindness,
I framed a song of thanks.
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Thank you, Lord! Oh, thank you much!
~ I surely feel your loving touch ~
[ Square me in - Frame my mind ]
<- Set me free from time to time ->
Keep me hanging by a thread,
like a thought inside your head.
Imagine me as I was made
in your image where I’m saved
“And the soldiers platted a crown of thorns,
and put it on his head,
and they put on him a purple robe.”