Monday, July 18, 2016
There is something comforting in
The tactile feel of fingers tapping keys,
Seeing a blank canvas before you
Fill
With words - such sublime sensation!
It is going back to roots
Creativity unleashed
I am in my element -
Loving it!
To keep your lovely face
Ever before my eyes
This is my prayer
Make it my strong desire!
That in my secret heart
No other love competes
No rival throne survives
And I serve only You.
A pure heart- that's what I long for
A heart that follows hard
After You
A pure heart- that's what I long for
A heart that follows hard
After You
A heart that hides Your word
So that sin may not come in
A heart that's undivided
But one You rule and reign
A heart that beats compassion
That pleases You my Lord
A sweet aroma of worship
That rises to Your throne.
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9:43 PM