Advance Me
Abba Father, your love;
Is a swelling joy to my soul,
A balm to my wounded heart,
A revelation to my seeking
spirit.
All that I needed is in you,
Open now your storehouses of,
treasures untold and unending,
Enrich my life with
your bountiful true riches;
for all my work I've rested in you.
Endow my heart
with Your life and love
Advance me to a special
place in your bosom,
Let your love like living
waters overflow my life.
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