O Eli
There's a sanctity in your innocence
A certain beauty and no uncertain strength
That brings me to the faith
I don't know if I
If I am climbing to or falling in
But it comes like grace from your tiny hands
When I hold you in mine
And I pray that the eyes of your heart
Shine bright with the hope to which you're called
And may you know with all the saints
The height, the depth, the width and the length of the love of God
There's a joy in your sweet abandon
Like the cowgirl ballerina
Leaves that ride
The wild and holy bucking wind that the sky
Sent through you to blow away these walls I've built
Walls of selfishness and walls of guilt
And leave me free to be a child
And I pray that the eyes of your heart
Shine bright with the hope to which you're called
And may you know with all the saints
The height, the depth, the width and the length of the love of God
Like the cowgirl ballerina
Leaves that ride
The wild and holy bucking wind's in the sky

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