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Wednesday, June 22, 2005 AD
Well-Named Ladies
First, I am highly eager to know how the closing on Valerie J.'s house went yesterday. Hope she posts soon!

Second, Valerie (BBG) is such a sweetie! She has -- via a dial-up connection, no less! -- let me e-mail her the song file I mentioned the other day, and then uploaded it to her site for hosting. Here's the MP3 file, and here are the lyrics:
Great Physician (February 1997)

There is a balm in Gilead to make the wounded whole
There is a balm in Gilead to heal the sin-sick soul

O Great Physician, I am wounded, I am broken,
I am needy for a token of Your love for me.
O Great Physician, with a word so sweetly spoken,
You have my soul awoken from its sin-sick sleep.

When I --- see the sickness of my sin,
I --- turn to You for grace and then
I --- find that I've already been forgiven.
So I --- lift my voice to You and sing
Thanks --- giving for the love You bring
You --- come with mercy in Your wings
To heal my sin-sick soul

O Great Physician, when I fall before You, kneeling
Hoping that my depth of feeling's
Equal to my shame
O Great Physician, there's no need for all my dealing
All I need to get Your healing
Is to speak Your name

When I --- see the sickness of my sin,
I --- turn to You for grace and then
I --- find that I've already been forgiven.
So I --- lift my voice to You and sing
Thanks --- giving for the love You bring
You --- come with mercy in Your wings
To heal my sin-sick soul

O Great Physician, when I look at my surroundings
At the sickness that's abounding
In my fallen race
O Great Physician, I can hear Your voice resounding
With a love that is astounding:
"Come receive My grace!"

When You --- see the sickness of our sin,
You --- come to us with grace and then
We --- find find how freely we have been forgiven.
With our --- voices raised to You we sing
Thanks --- giving for the love You bring
You've --- come with mercy in Your wings
To heal our sin-sick souls

There is a balm --- in Gilead....
Thanks again, Tocaya!
Posted by Valerie (Kyriosity) at 6/22/2005 07:03:00 AM • Permalink




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