You are the Lifter of my weary bones.
You are the Lifter of my sorry soul.
You are the Lifter of my weary bones.
You are the Lifter of my sorry soul.
You are the Lifter of my weak soul.
You are the Lifter of my life.
You are the Lifter of my mind.
You take it to the heights of glory.
You are the Lifter of my weary bones, making them strong and lively.
You are the Lifter of my sorry soul, taking all the sadness from me,
Allowing my soul to soar so high, my soul to find its home in you.
You are the Lifter of my life.
You are the Lifter of my life!
You lift me up far above, and all is lifted high with me.
Every situation is no longer rooted in the earth, but every situation is connected to the heavenly heights, where it is lifted. Where it is lifted!
There is no burden left for me, for all the burdens are lifted away in Me.
In Me.
Come and know the glory of the lifting, the glory of the lifting, the glory of the lifting, the lifting that is in Me.
The Glory of the Lifting
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