Oh God, Your presence,
I’m feeling You here.
More then an emotion,
I can feel You clear.
Looking over my shoulder,
Watching me write.
Guiding my mind and pen,
Filling words with light.
Silently You’re here,
And sitting with me.
Your presence here,
You give it free.
I need no booking,
Not even a ticket.
You come into my room,
And freely just give it.
You are so valuable,
For You I’m thirsty.
I care not for treasure,
I seek You firstly.
Money and cars,
High and powerful roles.
What uses have they,
If losing our souls?
God, Your Holy presence,
Being next to me.
All I want is…
You in my eternity!
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