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Walk a Little in My Shoes You look at me in wonder Oh it seems so strange The way I lift up Jesus And sing praises to His name. I jump on many occasions Sometimes I stomp my feet When I think of all He's done So much in just one week. He healed my afflicted body Gave peace to my weary soul Provided food and shelter An entire family clothed. Oh it seems so strange The way I scream and shout But walk a little in my shoes See how He brought me out. He's my counselor, my protector-- A light at the tunnel's end And when I'm feeling lonely In Him I have a friend. Keep walking in my shoes For this you need to se My Savior's been a constant source Everything I need Him to be. I shout because I remember Just where He brought me from A place of desolation The bottom of life's drum. Oh I scream and shout with laughter It rings from within my soul No one knows from whence He brought me It was a bitter cup to hold. Keep walking in my shoes See everything I see Why I praise my Lord and Savior Who died to set me free. I don't always have the answers My search seems to have no end I'm often doused with questions The enemy seems to send So at times I'm loud and noisy Other times I sit quietly But whatever way I praise Him A freedom it always brings. Walk a little in my shoes Open your eyes and see We have a right to praise our Savior Who paid with Calvary. © Copyright Annie Ruth