Closer and Nearer
Closer and Nearer
Will I ever know what doubt is all about,
Or must I sit here and still pout and pout,
Wondering about last breath I will have taken,
And how badly will the whole earth would shaken
God many things to me He always granted
And I am glad they are in me safely planted
Each time I try to see Him in my mirror
He is always closer and also nearer.
Jim Horn
Copyright © James Horn | Year Posted 2016
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