Oh how little I focus when you are out of sight,
Your presence demands I seek and fight
I'll lift my head and seek your face
Stop looking where I'm walking and let you lead.
Oh How I can't believe this faith
LORD my redeemer carry me.
Who can resist your love?
This powerful presence of sustenance.
Ah sweet relief! You carry my belief!
Thank you LORD for my focus,
Form me as a stone ready to be slung.
Pick me of five and I'll survive
With your direction as my means
I'll slay this life's Philistine.
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