The Gathering
More soothing than raindrops drenching my skin,
Is His Guiding Light entering my soul within.
Molding me, using me and shaping my mind.
Without Jesus,I'm alone and left behind.
Holding my hand each precious day,
Our Father hears me when I pray.
Only Jesus makes life worth living.
He has taught me to be all-giving.
His pure love is a warm nurturing robe,
Covering far more than the ends of this globe.
The multitudes of nations have begun to arise.
Lord Jesus is the only vision fixed in our eyes.
His sheep are gathering together and being fed.
By the Son of God, we are now carefully led .
Our Protector and Shield is Christ our King,
On His throne, by God, He is patiently waiting.
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