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Tuesday, February 28, 2012

Your God is near

I follow on this journey
The love that drew me in
To churn my life
By mills of pain
That faith might grow,
flourish and sink
Deeper roots into riches of grace -

Whose supply is greater
than the senses can bear.
Be hushed my soul,
Your God is near!

Hear Him now, His love pursues
It wins and fills the empty place
And compasses me 'round with grace.

Let sorrow fill His bitter cup
Let mercy flow to bind me up
Let peace be mine where questions lie
Let me not His joy deny.

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