Every time I grow cold and seem to freeze
Your Spirit blows over me like a gentle breeze
And all my fears begin to cease
When your love puts me at ease
For you are truly my Prince of Peace!
– Rebecca Joseph
Every time I grow cold and seem to freeze
Your Spirit blows over me like a gentle breeze
And all my fears begin to cease
When your love puts me at ease
For you are truly my Prince of Peace!
– Rebecca Joseph