Ann Hart Poet I do not know?

At the Mercy Seat of God

AT THE MERCY SEAT OF GOD
 
               THERE ARE TIME IN MY LIFE I FELT DISTRESS
               AND MY BURDENS,JUST TO HARD TO BARE,
               BUT I FOUND A REFUGE FROM ALL THE STORMS
               WHEN I WENT TO MY LORD IN PRAYER.
 
              AT THE MERCY SEAT OF JESUS,SOMETIMES ALONE
              IT WAS THERE MY TEARS WOULD  FLOW,
              WHEN I CRIED MY HEART OUT TO JESUS CHRIST
              AT TIMES MY HEART WAS VERY LOW.
 
             I FELT SO VERY CLOSE TO  HEAVEN  DOORS
             I COULD HEAR THE ANGELS SING,
             AT THE MERCY SEAT OF MY SWEET JESUS
            MY SORROWS I WOULD BRING.
 
            MY TEARS WOULD FLOW LIKE RAINDROPS
            THAT DROPPED UPON THE GROUND.
            MY HEART WOULD BE SO HEAVY AT TIMES
            I THOUGHT IN MY TEARS I WILL DROWN.
 
 
           BUT GOD REACHED DOWN FROM HEAVEN
           AND HE SAW ME KNEELING THERE,
           HE SAID MY CHILD RISE GO FORTH
           FOR I HAVE HEARD YOUR EVERY PRAYER.
 
          PLEASE TRUST ME AS I DO MY WILL
         SEEK AND YOU SHALL FIND,
         ME ALWAYS AT THE MERCY SEAT
         COME WHILE THERE IS STILL TIME
 
                WRITTEN BY ANN HART
        
                     AUG 9TH 2008
 
 
                     COPYRIGHTED

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