I want to be. Your precious face, I
long to see. Jesus, only you can make
me free.
In your presence Lord; I can always
be "me." Your loving grace fills me
with glee, with you Jesus I feel free.
In your presence Lord; I feel a warm
embrace, like the soft glow that comes
from your face. With you Jesus, I can
always keep up the pace.
Written By,
Claysong (c)
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