The Holy Place
Pure, melting, healing warmth radiates glory into our very souls,
As with careful steps, and brokenness,
we approach Thy seat of tender mercy.
We come lowly, even as you came to us as lowly,
Yearning to honor and serve you in greater holiness,
Knowing that you alone are perfectly Holy.
Your loving wings of mercy embrace us...Even us!
Hush! How very soft, how very sweet, the love that surrounds us.
Covering us so tenderly with wondrous redemptive power.
Holiness; treasure above all treasures!
There is none greater.
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