The Bosum of Jesus
As I lay in the bosom of my Jesus,
He comforts me everyday
My every thought surrounds Him,
With every breath I do pray.
He sees me out at even tide
He brings me in at morn
My comfort and joy , my peace
He adorns
God’s precious loving Son.
I live for Him and I’d die for Him,
I love and obey my Lord,
He sacrificed His very life,
So I could draw near to God.
Oh, many a day I prayed,
Dear Lord I’ved sinned today
But of this I am assured,
His gracious love has endured.
His blessings abound
His presence surrounds,
All the day long
He imputes us no wrong, that’s why I sing this song.
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