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With You

(By Rachel Joyce)

Your presence, my Lord.

Is what my heart needs.

Shame wanes.

Worries fade.

Everything pales

In the presence of Your majesty.

I fall at Your feet,

Overcome by You,

Awed and

Thrilled by Your

Closeness, Your love,

I worship You, my Lord and my God.

You made me Your own.

I rest

And praise You,

My precious Lord,

For all You endured to set me free.

I am unworthy,

But You chose me, Lord.

And so

I worship You,

Today, always

O Savior mine, I delight in You.


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