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Please Come To Me

Please come to me as a gentle breeze
Breathe comfort into my soul.
For I fear that You are not near
Not knowing quite what I should do.
Praying at night and holding on tight
With the memory of Last we met.
Groaning in my heart that seeks
The coming of my Lord

I will still yet pray day after day
I know you are close somewhere.
Know that if I scream out loud
You will come to me, my sweet Lord.
And my joy will start.

Praise you mighty God. Lord of all heaven and earth.
I come to you before your feet.  And yearn.
My God is high above in a Holy Place
but I can come close to Him.

I have been granted to sit right down
to kneel at His feet and look up at His crown.
And know it is well with my soul.

Kingskafe.com/July 2004