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In your presenceOh Lord you are faithful, your love is all I need. And when you touch this heart of mine, your face is all I see. So touch this heart of mine, as I offer up my praise. I look up to the heavens, my hands to you I raise. I can't describe the feeling, How it feels when you are near. It's these moments in your presence, These moments I hold dear. Kelley Marie Quinn Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem |
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