I've not a glorious life to see
looking at chaos is looking at me.
but somewhere inside, along with fear,
lust, ambition and pride
there You are! My King, My Lord,
and here am I, your bride.
not attired in robes of shame,
folds of brokenness and veils
of tears,
but wrapped in thanksgiving and praise
I saw your Glory. I see your Face.
I kneel in adoration of such a magnificent
embrace.
silently, Your presence, Living Peace
creates a world unknown,
yet familiar to me
as if I have been looking ever since
I breathed in the first air of my existence
Your Spirit, Your Life in me, like the deer
panting for water, stay near, stay near
Heavenly Father.
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