When I was … by Nancy B. Brewer
When I was weak you let me soar on eagle’s wings,
When I was cold you warmed my heart,
When I was lost your grace showed me the way,
When I stray you bring me to my knees.
Thank you Lord.
~Nancy B. Brewer
Read moreMuch of what the pirates were saying I did not understand, but I comprehended two words “slaves” and “sale.”
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