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. �November 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 If you'd like to contact CC, you may do so at: Inspirational Poems Index Airline Ticket Deals