Oh, how He fills me.
My Lord is above me and all around me.
He wipes away all my tears and the mud that covers my being.
His mercy and grace are never failing and never run dry.
His Spirit is love that has, indeed, been poured into my heart.
Oh mighty Counselor, Paraclete, I will follow you all of my days.
I live to see Heaven invade earth.
Lord, let there be healing of all pain and disease.
Let my small footprints fall inside yours, oh Jesus.
Let nothing hinder me from proclaiming Your name, Your
peace, Your joy, and Your truth.
On earth as it is in Heaven.
