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I remember when, Lord,

Your love I could not see.

You bade me come to thee, Lord

As I cried on hands and knees,

But for my sorrow I could not see

The lighted path beneath my feet.

Yes. I remember when, Lord.

I remember when…

My wounded heart cried out for help,

I wouldn’t take your hand, to spite myself.

Each tear I cried burned down my cheek,

But still, your name, I would not speak.

Yes.  I remember when, Lord.

I remember when…

My Bible lay on a dusty shelf

I felt as though I were living in hell.

Though I knew where I was I felt so lost.

My life of sin came at too high a cost.

Yes.  I remember when, Lord.

I remember when…

The last time I called your name in vain

And deep in my heart felt a dying pain.

With each new day I feel my faith grow stronger

As I strive to hold on a little bit longer,

But I remember when, Lord

And it wasn’t so long ago.

No.  It wasn’t so long ago.

by Christine C.  (me)            April, 2005