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Mold Me

by Tammy Wood

God, I come before you a spiritual mess,
what's ahead for me I cannot guess.

I put my faith in you to mold me,
to open my ears to hear and eyes to see...

All the blessings that can be mine,
when I live for you and your love divine.

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