When I was a little girl, there was a song that I loved to sing, especially in times when things weren't going the way I hoped they would go. My dad had brought back an LP album named Suzanne Johnson: Suzanne Goes Folk and one of the songs on there was "He's Everything To Me". I remember playing it over and over until I memorized all the words, and I would sing it in my head whenever I could -- walking to the jeep stop at the top of Torres Bugallon on the way to school, walking back to school after lunch from my friend Brenda's house,...anytime I was lonely or upset, happy or just thinking, I would sing this song.
He was everything to me then...
In the stars His handiwork I see, in the wind He speaks with majesty
Though He ruleth over land and sea,what is that to me?
I will celebrate Nativity for it has a place in history
Sure, He came to set His people free…what is that to me?
‘Til by faith I met Him face to face and I felt the wonder of His grace
Then I knew that He was more than just a god who didn’t care – who lives away out there and
Now He walks beside me day by day ever watching o’er me lest I stray
Helping me to walk the narrow way –
He’s everything to me…
He’s more than a story – more than words on a page of history
He’s the air that I breathe, the water I thirst for
And the ground beneath my feet – He’s everything…
…everything to me.
...and He's still everything to me now.
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