“If my heart has grown cold,
there Your love will unfold,
as You open my eyes to the work of Your hand.
When I’m blind to my way,
there Your spirit will pray,
as You open my eyes to the work of Your hand.”
-oceans will rise, hillsong
Attempts at keeping up with life as it happens. All about the great stuff, the awful stuff, and everything in between. :)
“If my heart has grown cold,
there Your love will unfold,
as You open my eyes to the work of Your hand.
When I’m blind to my way,
there Your spirit will pray,
as You open my eyes to the work of Your hand.”
-oceans will rise, hillsong
