Greatest Desire, Deepest Hope
As I lose more of self
I find more of You
My shallow mind
My childish heart
My small spirit
My reaching hand
Longs only to touch Your face
My greatest desire
My deepest hope
My most fervent prayer
Is to hear You say...
"Well done, my son, well done."
I find more of You
My shallow mind
My childish heart
My small spirit
My reaching hand
Longs only to touch Your face
My greatest desire
My deepest hope
My most fervent prayer
Is to hear You say...
"Well done, my son, well done."