Saturday, October 19, 2013
In Your Presence
Coming into Your chambers, I long to see Your face
I'm washed in Your mercy, covered in Your grace
I want nothing from You, but to worship and adore You
So here I am Jesus, I've come to see Your face
Hide me underneath Your wing, hold me so close
Breathe Your life into me, You're my only boast
In Your presence I'm made whole, in Your presence I find rest
In Your presence my poverty leaves, I am so blessed
So here I am Jesus, kneeling before Your throne
Your Grace made a way for me~ gave me a home
In Your presence I'm made whole, in Your presence I find rest
In Your presence the darkness flees, my God You're the BEST!
Now my life's over~ no more air to breathe
I am with my Lord, my Friend, my King
And with the angels I rejoice, with the angels I sing praise
King of Kings, Lord of Lords, Ancient of Days!
Hide me underneath Your wing, hold me so close
Breathe Your life into me, You're my only boast
John Mark Brooks
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