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Who am I, that the Lord of all the earth
Would care to know my name
Would care to feel my hurt
Who am I, that the bright and morning Star
Would choose to light the way
For my ever wandering heart
Not because of who I am
But because of what You've done
Not because of what I've done
But because of who You are
I am a flower quickly fading
Here today and gone tomorrow
A wave tossed in the ocean
A vapor in the wind
Still You hear me when I'm calling
Lord, You catch me when I'm falling
And You've told me who I am
I am Yours, I am Yours
Who am I, that the eyes that see my sin
Would look on me with love
and watch me rise again
Who am I, that the voice that calmed the sea
Would call out through the rain
And calm the storm in me
Whom shall I fear
Whom shall I fear
I am yours
dailies
Friday, November 02, 2007
-1:38 AM
We had lunch at Cavana at Causeway Point. Was so fascinated by the peanut butter thick toast that I ordered one to be shared. Guess what? It was fried, not toasted - totally soaked (almost swimming) in oil and thoroughly spoilt my appetite. Shuxin and Sylvia were equally appalled by it. But we were all very impressed with the waitress, who was at all smiles and very patient with this group of finicky eaters.
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Plate smeared with a layer of oil with pieces of oil-soaked bread.
We were doing our project in the library cafe and was politely asked by the waitress to order something. Hee. We had New York and Oreo Cheesecake, with the latter tasting only slightly better than the former. A little delighted with the presentation but... you should know the story that follows. We almost couldn't finish them.
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