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.thankful.

.I. have nothing to say that would or could express my thankfulness to God appropriately.



.Today. at church I was overcome with my thankfulness towards him and just how unappreciative at times I can be. How I go on living and forget how kind and full of wonder he is.



.He. is the essence of amazing.

.Worship.

.When. I think about just how incredibly amazing he is I am drawn to him...drawn to worship him more.



You revive me
You revive me Lord
And all my deserts are rivers of joy
You are the treasure I could not afford
So I'll spend myself till I'm empty and poor
All for You
You revive me Lord

Lord I have seen Your goodness
And I know the way You are
Give me eyes to see You in the dark
And Your face shines a glory
That i only know in part
And there is still a longing 
A longing in my heart

My soul is thirsty
Only You can satisfy
You are the well that never will run dry
And i'll praise You for the blessing
For calling me Your friend
And in Your name I'm lifting
I'm lifting up my hands 

I'm alive
I'm alive
You breathe on me
You revive me








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