This Keith Green song has been running through my heart today, thought I'd share:
My eyes are dry, my faith is old
My heart is hard, my prayers are cold
But I know how I ought to be
Alive to you
And dead to me
Oh what can be done
for an old heart like mine?
Soften it up
with oil and wine
The oil is You
Your Spirit of Love
Soften me up
with the wine of your Blood
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