Hast Thou not bid me seek Thy face,
And shall I seek in vain? And can the ear of sovereign grace,
Be deaf when I complain?
No still the ear of sovereign grace,
Attends the mourner's prayer
Oh may I ever find access,
To breathe my sorrows there
Thy mercy seat is open still,
Here let my soul retreat
With humble hope attend Thy will,
And wait beneath Thy feet...
[Anne Steele]
1 comment:
this is one of my favorites from indelible grace
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