Sunday 26 January 2014

O Son of God 4

Oh Son of God my dearest Lord
I hear your voice, your every word
Your precious love so pure divine
Within this heart I make it mine

Oh Son of God my dearest Lord
I dwell upon your every word
I hear your voice I feel your power
You bless me so I am empowered

Oh Son of God my dearest Lord
I treasure our every exchange
Each moment of each wondrous hour
I know you hold me in your power

Oh Son of God my dearest Lord
Your perfect love I make it mine
However could I be so blessed?
Love glows within this heaving breast

Oh Son of God my dearest Lord
Your love surrounds me where ‘ere I go
I pray you Lord in every way
Your love to shower upon my soul

Oh Son of God my dearest Lord
Your perfect love is like a sword
Sears like lava of its own accord
I live for your next precious word

27/1/2014



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