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In my life, I ramble restlessly
Far afield and far within, never finding answers
Finding only empty promises
My heart it seeks, but finds no peace
And then
His mercy falls like rain
And I become what the lost became
And I am His servant
I am His instrument
Fill my soul with goodness and light
Help my eyes keep your love in sight
Then my feet will walk in your footsteps
Follow your path, O Lord
Even though the Lord is calling me
Still I wander all alone, only finding hunger
Seeking bread that cannot satisfy
My heart I fill with stone, and still
I pray
Let mercy fall like rain
Let me become what the lost became
And I'll be your servant
I'll be your instrument
Fill my soul with goodness and light
Help my eyes keep your love in sight
Then my feet will walk in your footsteps
Follow your path, O Lord