Still In His Presence

Tired feeling restless, Still in His presence
Sweet alone surrounds, Felt like, it was sent

For us to behold, His beauty, no end
Not being afraid, To confess our sins

He bore on the cross, Our wounds that He heals
Our sins forgiven, Whosoever will

Call upon Jesus, Lord and the Savior
Be humble believe, Awake behavior

Just come as you are, Be open, set free
Still in His presence, Bowing on our knees

Thanks for reading Poem #2247

Idea on October 5, 2013 at 9:47 PM in chair at south window
Re read and made some changes on April 10, 2015