Appearances are deceiving
They take me away from your truth.
I want to be known by you
I want to be touched by you
I want to be loved by you, oh God.
I want to be real like you
I want to be made anew,
Bring me back to your promises, Lord.
When the oceans sway, I have lost my way,
How can I serve You Lord?
We need you, Lord, every waking moment,
Every hour that we sleep.
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