Herre I stand on the precipice
the altar calling from the canyon floor below
The still dark night has ended
and its a long way home
I hear a whisper on themorning wind
my Beloved calls and beckons me come
a voice so familiar it draws me nigh
but its so different I'm pensive to go
I give myself in sweet surrender
put my life in your hands
give my heart to your will
open my spirit to your sweet, sweet love
and surrender
more to come...
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