Oh, Lord when I mediate, on Your tender mercy . . . my heart for You becomes ever-more thirsty.
I want to drink in, all of Your compassion . . . I want to bottle up each drop of Your passion.
Oh, Lord when I ponder, on Your abundant grace . . . I cannot, but help to fall down on my thankful face.
Not out of shame, but, out of respect and fear for, Your eternal love for me makes my eyes well and tear.
Oh, Lord when I concentrate, on Your faithfulness . . . my hearts swells for you with eternal gratefulness!
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Psalm 100:4-5
“Enter into his gates with thanksgiving, and into his courts with praise: be thankful unto him, and bless his name.
For the Lord is good; his mercy is everlasting; and his truth endureth to all generations.
King James Version by Public Domain
Copyright 2014 Deborah Ann Belka
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