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Draw me close to You. 12/09/2012

Loving Lord!
Reigning Redeemer!
Thank You for Your love for me.
Thank You for grace to serve You.

I am Thine, O Lord, I have heard Thy voice,
And it told Thy love to me;
But I long to rise in the arms of faith
And be closer drawn to Thee.
Close in my walk with You. Close in my love for You.
I do not hope in the words of men but on your truth.

Consecrate me now to Thy service, Lord,
By the pow’r of grace divine;
Let my soul look up with a steadfast hope,
And my will be lost in Thine.
Let me not serve You in flesh but in Spirit.
Let not the pleasures of this world choke me. 


Oh, the pure delight of a single hour
That before Thy throne I spend,
When I kneel in prayer, and with Thee, my God
I commune as friend with friend!
Accept me as a living sacrifice and accept my worship
Reveal unto me the things You need to show me

There are depths of love that I cannot know
Till I cross the narrow sea;
There are heights of joy that I may not reach
Till I rest in peace with Thee.
Prepare me each day to meet with you.
That at the end I won't be a cast away.

Draw me nearer, nearer blessed Lord,
To the cross where Thou hast died;
Draw me nearer, nearer, nearer blessed Lord,
To Thy precious, bleeding side.
Let Your blood speak on my behalf
Let Your cross cross out all wrong in my Life.

Thank You Precious Saviour.
This week, may we ARISE in all dead areas of our life.
Help us to see the truth in this end time messages.
By the end of this week, may our light shine and let Your Glory fill us.
We pray in Jesus Name! AMEN! AMEN!! AMEN!!!

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