The spirit within me
Trembles at the approach
Of Your presence
And rises in
Anticipation
At the touch
Of Your Word
The weight of Your glory
Presses upon me
And though
I sink beneath it
I know it frees me
From the world’s
Impressment
Rather
To be stamped
With the visage
Of the One
Who loves me.
RWOz2
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