So Precious


So precious is Your touch

so soft, Your whisper in

the mist of the morning.

Smelling the air You placed for me

to breathe Your Spirit is my daily need

My desire to touch You and feel Your embrace

keeps me holding on right here in this place.

As I walk through the day

with You leading the way

I praise Your name and I feel the breeze,

Slightly touching my skin,

Helping me to follow You,

as You hold me close and take me in

to Your sheltering arms deep within.

Written by:©Betty Bolden


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