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Written by C. Berryman
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Ever closer
I would draw
To the One
I’m looking for.
Holy Spirit
Draw me nearer
Where I can see
His Face much clearer.
Fiery darts
Blurr my vision
Poison flows at
Their incision.
Make that which seeks
To pull me down,
Lead me on
To higher ground.
There is an enemy
Who seeks to destroy
Any vile plan
He will employ.
To make me blind
In the Holy Place
To make me deaf
To the Word of Grace.
From by Your Side
I clearly see
The devastation
Of my enemy.
With eyes to see
And ears to hear
I know again
There’s nothing to fear.
He would destroy
Me if he could
But You work together
All for my good.
My feeble heart
He would ensnare
In the icy grip
of numbing fear.
There’s a Friend,
Closer than a brother
Any price He’ll pay
To save another.
Open my eyes to
See His Grace
His Blood is the way
To the Holy Place.
He will save me
And He can
If I reach out
And take His hand.
My feeble heart
He frees from fear
With Perfect Love
He draws me near.
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Last Updated ( Friday, 25 January 2008 )
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