Nothing More
Nothing More How empty is all I possess If I were to own all the sky Still I would not be near as blessed As when my Savior just passes by How poor would all my riches be If in prayer, thee I could not find If my land stretched from sea to sea If all that glitters were all mine If all stars were given to me All the silver and gold my own My poor soul could still not go free If I could not kneel at Your throne I long only for your sweet love Oh my heart longs for nothing more I desire my gifts... Sign in to see full entry.