Texty: October Light. Space.

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Talk to me, oh talk to me I need to know right now.
Give me some good advice because I don't know how
to satisfy my God. I've tried so very hard
but I never see Him smile in my mind.

Oh i!
I make the same mistakes
I don't have what it takes,
then I come face to face
with grace and love.
I need it just like sleep,
how wide how hight how deep?
How infinite the space
of grace and love?

Do you know what we deserve because we've all rebelled?
Holy God and wicked men don't go together well.
We are His enemies, because we choose to be
but somehow I now hear Him call me child.