HIS Presence


When hymns to HIM are sang by choirs
or just a single voice...
My heart sings... and joy abounds...
my spirit does rejoice.


To realize HE truly loves me
and is aware of my own being...
It fills my heart with hope in HIM...
my GOD I'll soon be seeing.





Thou undeserved, I quickly grasped
the grace extended me.
My soul rejoiced HIS sacrifice
was made to set me free.


What in my life could scarce compare
to knowing I'm HIS own?
To someday kneel before HIM
with head bowed, before HIS Throne.





My name is written in HIS "Book of Life"
...in heaven's realm.
That thought alone is quite enough
to simply overwhelm.


That HE would show me mercy
for all the sins I've done.
That HE'D agree to pardon me
and sacrifice HIS SON.





The power of HIS presence...
overwhelms me that HE'S there.
It drives me to my knees
oft times weeping while in prayer.


It seems my heart has found the peace
it earnestly did seek.
When resting in HIS presence
it's difficult to speak.





With gratitude I look to HIM
for each one of my days.
I for one, will always raise
my voice to HIM in praise.


The love and joy I feel towards GOD...
I struggle with a phrase.
To thank HIM for the gift of life...
would take... all my days.

C.C. ŠNovember 24, 2006


Thou wilt shew me the path of life: in thy presence [is] fulness of joy; at thy right hand [there are] pleasures for evermore. Psalm 16:11






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