As I Draw Close


As I Draw Close
By Joanne Standfield

As I draw close to my Beloved

enveloped in His love,

my heart seems to beat in unison

with my Father’s up above.

Filled with His spirit

I feel my spirit soar,

a thirst and a hunger rise

to know Him more and more.

Just the touch of His presence

is worth far more than gold

for there is no other like Him

who can restore and satisfy my soul.




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