Coming To the Altar To Be Cleansed-
I come to the altar as myself;
Broken in abundant and bent;
I look onto Jesus my hope, my Savoir;
It's only in Him I am save in...
His grace His mercy told
Tells me that I am God's
And as His mercies reign
I will, I will follow Him
On this day, in the terrain plain
On this day, and forever sail
On this day, on into eternity
I come to the altar of heaven cleansed
I come to God wash and remade a new being...
3/14/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2022©
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