Psalm 18:34 It is GOD that girded me with strength;
that made my way perfect
Who am I, that the Lord of all the earth
Would care to know my name
Would care to feel my hurt
Who am I, that the bright and morning Star
Would choose to light the way
For my ever wandering heart
Not because of who I am
But because of what You've done
Not because of what I've done
But because of who You are
I am a flower quickly fading
Here today and gone tomorrow
A wave tossed in the ocean
A vapor in the wind
Still You hear me when I'm calling
Lord, You catch me when I'm falling
And You've told me who I am
I am Yours, I am Yours
Who Am I, that the eyes that see my sin
Would look on me with love
and watch me rise again
Who Am I, that the voice that calmed the sea
Would call out through the rain
And calm the storm in me
whom shall i fear
whom shall i fear
i am yours
dailies
Thursday, December 07, 2006
-12:15 AM
i am in need of a pedicure.NO,its more like a toe/toenail transplant. MAIN POINT IS: MY FEET HURT :]no thanks to the weather that i was so drowsy during piano lesson today, the notes were kinda in a blur. Random thought: i realised that one of the things that irritates me the most is when the newspaper isnt folded back to its original state, as in with PAGE 1 at the front.;not that having messy newspapers is going to create a lot of trouble or anything,but yeah, basically whoever i marry next time better not have the habit of leaving newspaper lying around where he left them. kidding