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Lord of the Small
Beckenhorst Singers
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Praise to the Lord of the small broken things
Who sees the poor sparrow that cannot take wing
Who loves the lame child and the wretch in the street
Who comforts their sorrows and washes their feet
Praise to the Lord of the faint and afraid
Who girds them with courage and lends them His aid
He pours out his spirit on vessels so weak
That the timid can serve and the silent can speak
Praise to the Lord of the frail and the ill
Who heals their afflictions or carries them till
They leave this tired frame and to paradise fly
To never be sick and never to die
Never die
Praise him, O praise Him all ye who live
Who've been given so much and can so little give
Our frail lisping praise God will never despise
He sees His dear children through mercy-filled eyes