Saturday, February 12, 2011

Friends in high places

On lonely nights
I whisper low
a chant I taught
my lips to know.

I've got friends in high places
watching my back.
I've got friends with bright graces
my soul may lack.


When Satan's snares
entrap my feet
I shout aloud
to his defeat:

I've got friends in high places
watching my back.
I've got friends with bright graces
my soul may lack.


When weakness looms
To my distress
I have a creed
I can confess.

I've got friends in high places
watching my back.
I've got friends with bright graces
my soul may lack.

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