Poetry

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Here I am again, my King,
and there You are outpoured.
Lost within Your Holiness,
so worshipped and adored.

Shimmering so quietly,
Glowing none the less.
Spirit filled, and cherished.
In You, I am Blessed.

Daily I discover,
how much I need Your Love.
Daily falling so far short,
unworthy of Your blood.

Even so You Love me,
and even so I yearn.
To live as You would have me live,
with so much yet to learn.

One thing I am sure of,
so led to come to You.
Holding on, becoming strong,
the Source of all I do.

I was born to love You Lord,
and long to see Your face.
The air I breathe, to You I cleave.
Assured in Your Embrace.

So here I am, an open book,
for all the world to know.
Complete with imperfections,
My God still loves me so.

Offering my trembling heart.
In Faith, that others see....
the gentle hands of Jesus,
forever holding me.


Romans 11:36,
'For of him, and through him, and to him, are all things: to whom be glory forever. Amen.'

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