Your
Presence
Is what
I seek,
A cloud of
Witnesses
I meet.
In Love
With a
Savior
-humble
And meek.
I dance
-I wait
At your
Blessed,
Wounded
Feet.
Aware
That
I,
More a
Sinner
Than
A saint.
Enveloped
By your
Goodness
And your
Grace.
At last,
In
Joy-
For you
Have
Come
near.
In your
Presence-
I do not
fear.
fear.
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