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Once a plane lifts off
The passengers surrender
the flight,
The last of their control...
When they sit in their seats.
Once the anesthesia kicks
in
Patients surrender their
surgery,
The last of their control...
When they lay down on the
table.
Once the sun comes up
Once stuff starts rolling
Once the moon shines
We surrender the time,
The last of our control...
Letting go of the day,
And trusting
A tomorrow will be.
Surrender is knowing
We don't know;
But surrendering to God
is knowing
Only He does.
And on that we choose
To trust,
For He is before all,
And by Him all hangs.
That's why
Each day, all day
We seek Him in the secret
place,
Because abiding there
In all things is much
More than a must.
Colossians 1:17
Psalm 91 |
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