Nearer

Father, draw me nearer.
Nearer still.
How could I ever have doubted,
That my place is next to You?
I was afraid, Lord.
Afraid of Your judgement,
Afraid of Your wrath,
But I am Your child,
And those things are not for me.
For far too long I relied on myself,
And how fleeting that reliability was!
Though I fought, I lost,
Though I sought, I never found,
Yet in this way I continued,
A poor fool without a hope,
Without a prayer.
You showed me a better way,
A way that led to Your throne,
And from Your presence I am changed.
I am empowered,
I am emboldened.
Refresh my soul, dear Lord,
Let the holiness of your presence wash over me,
Let it penetrate me deeply,
Even unto my heart.

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