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I find I am hungering
For the goodness of Your presence;
I’ve found it alluring,
As the sweetest incense.
Each morning, before I seek You,
My spirit’s so annoyed;
The whole of my being,
Feels its own void.
My heart, it so aches,
To have You near again;
After only moments,
You’re like a well-missed Friend.
Where could I go without You?
Like darkness without light;
My heart goes cold, before too long,
You’re what makes me right.
Yet, it is so good to know,
You make me so complete;
You’re only as so far,
As my next heartbeat.
In fact, You’re much closer,
Than I could be so near;
All my supplications
Are ever at You ear.
My heart, it so swells,
At the greatness of Your presence;
My joy seems to explode,
With each holy instance.
Soon will come the day,
My hunger will come to an end;
You’ll call own my pathetic life,
Your command my soul to send.
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