Saul! Saul!
Saul! Saul!
I braced myself in that vast hour,Marking His mighty nod,Strange winds directed my poor aim:I hurled my soul to God.I saw His casual Hand reach out,The gaping stars grew dim,My soul lay weeping in His Palm:Well caught!I cried to Him.
I braced myself in that vast hour,Marking His mighty nod,Strange winds directed my poor aim:I hurled my soul to God.I saw His casual Hand reach out,The gaping stars grew dim,My soul lay weeping in His Palm:Well caught!I cried to Him.
I braced myself in that vast hour,Marking His mighty nod,Strange winds directed my poor aim:I hurled my soul to God.
I braced myself in that vast hour,
Marking His mighty nod,
Strange winds directed my poor aim:
I hurled my soul to God.
I saw His casual Hand reach out,The gaping stars grew dim,My soul lay weeping in His Palm:Well caught!I cried to Him.
I saw His casual Hand reach out,
The gaping stars grew dim,
My soul lay weeping in His Palm:
Well caught!I cried to Him.