by Jim Yackel

Created on: January 04, 2011

I'm learning to walk with my eyes closed

I'm not worried where my feet go

And when I don't feel earth below my feet I know

You are carrying me

You are holding me

And I am trusting you

I'm learning to walk on a tightrope

Entrusting in my blessed hope

And when I'm slipping off that rope, oh Lord I know

You are pushing me

You are pulling me

And I am trusting

Yes, I am trusting you

 Chorus:

When I can't see

When I can't hear

When I can't feel

You are my senses

When I can't smell

When I can't taste

Still, I can trust

Jesus, you are my senses

I'm learning to fall off the ledges

I'm slipping off the precipice

And when the lips of earth pucker up in death's kiss

You are not tarrying

My soul you're carrying

Because I trusted

Lord, how I trusted you

Chorus:

When I can't see

When I can't hear

When I can't feel

You are my senses

When I can't smell

When I can't taste

Still, I can trust

Jesus

End:

When I can't see

When I can't hear

Jesus, you are my senses

You are my senses

And I trust You

Jesus, you are my senses

You are my senses

And I trust You

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