Your word
Is like oil on my wounds
It's the water in the desert
And the warmth in winter
Your word
Is the voice that speaks to me in the morning
It's my advice every day
And in trials who guides me

I could be lost like a castaway at sea
And even lose everything to the last breath
I could be hungry like a homeless child
But I know that your word always to me
Will sustain me

Your word
Is like sweet honey for my lips
It's the perfect melody
That delights me every day
Your word
Is my refuge in the midst of trials
In sadness it's my joy
In loneliness my company

I could be lost like a castaway at sea
And even lose everything to the last breath
I could be hungry like a homeless child
But I know that your word always to me

I could be lost like a castaway at sea
And even lose everything to the last breath
I could be hungry like a homeless child
But I know that your word always to me
But I know that your word always to me
But I know that your word always to me
Will sustain me
Your word, Lord
Your word
Will always sustain me

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