Oh the beauty of His manifested presence It is all the world to me Not to be held captive by this life but rather unrestrained by it, and set free My eyes have seen the King And they now belong to Him My heart within me burns Brighter than a thousand suns The celestial road opens up before me And down this road we walk as one And this is the path I want to be found on Until my time on earth is done My heart beats to the rhythm of His And everything falls into place I see Him high and lifted up The beauty of His holiness, the splendor of His grace Draw me nearer blessed Lord that I might mortify That I might cast upon thy cross what thou has crucified And in the dying comes the rising As I lift my hands on high And your Spirit falls upon me Lord That I might testify. I am undone in the presence of thy throne Your glory has stripped me all away All that is left is what you've redeemed And through me your impenetrable light has streamed Draw me closer, closer, closer every day Every week, every month, the passing years Closer with my heart and with my life With my thoughts and with my prayers and with my tears.
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He bids me come.
Posted by appolus on October 21, 2023
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A Call To The Remnant 