Poetry

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In the Sanctuary


In the sanctuary of the ‘Great I Am’
I feel God’s holy presence.
I came to worship,
at the feet of the lamb.

Once a sinner so far away,
I could not see what good things
God had planned for me.

Once so deep in sin,
I was so lost
so empty within.
I had no idea new life could begin.

But then in the sanctuary,
of the Great I Am,
The hands of grace softly touched me,
Mercy led me gently to my knees.

Forgiven of my sins,
His Holy Spirit came in.
Now here I stand in the sanctuary,
of the, ‘Great I Am.’


Evg. Rick J. Musick
3-30-11

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