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Come Holy Spirit

Each day I leave my room
And I take a walk
To the chapel down the hall
With Jesus on the Cross

As I enter I seat myself
In the closest pew
Near the Cross where I pray
When I'm feeling blue

Then I kneel for the prayer
From God's Most Holy Son
For forgiveness and for those
I know I've truly wronged

Then in silence I ask 
For the Holy Spirit to come
Into my heart, then as I did,
The Lord says, "It is done!"

Brenda Elizabeth Rose
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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