Recall my wandering mind, Lord God; full of the cares of this world. Bring me back to Your presence, let it be the only thing that I desire. As I sit at Your feet and gaze at Your face, mold me into Your image. Strip of all that is my flesh. All that is my pride. Bring me back, bring me back, to continual communion with Your Spirit.
You are fairer than the sons of men…this is my Beloved, this is my Friend. Thank you for Your sweet love, Your gentle embrace. Your fiery passion and Your jealous love. Draw me after You, let us run.
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