by Guest » Mon Jun 15, 2015 3:14 pm
On Wounded feet starts out
On wounded feet, He walks here beside me
And gently urge me back into the fold
And so often he would gently guide me.
For I was a precious wandering soul
Sorry I don't remember anynore of this song.
On Wounded feet starts out
On wounded feet, He walks here beside me
And gently urge me back into the fold
And so often he would gently guide me.
For I was a precious wandering soul
Sorry I don't remember anynore of this song.