To Soar

To soar with You Up High,



with all my sorrow put aside,



I long for Your thoughts,Your touch,

so much.



In my mind I think about soaring,



To hold Your Hand Lord,



To stand for Your Love,



So Longing for Your Glorious Presence,



That I feel a hunger,Deep within.



I pray I don't fall under,

to wander from

Your ways,seems to frighten me so.



I keep You in my thoughts,for if not,the

Haunts,will take me away.



With You,Oh Lord,I want to stay.



Written by:©Betty Bolden














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