In Time

Too often I don crowns of wood
For momentary achievements
Too often I think of Grace
As a weapon

In time, I'm sure I will understand
That my words must be graceful
And not confuse agitation
For sinful self-righteous indignation

I pray that our words be sweet
And in our endeavors
Christ will be magnified
And no other

In time, I'm sure I will understand
That my words must be graceful
And not confuse agitation
For sinful self-righteous indignation

You said that we are more than conquerors
Help me believe it
You said that we are more than conquerors
Help me believe it
You said that we are more than conquerors
Help me believe it



Credits
Writer(s): Boyd Weldon Gross
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