At His Feet

I wanna get as low as I can
press my face down in the dirt
feel your hug ride on the winds
hear your kiss flutter with each cry of the birds.

I wanna get as close as I can
feel Your warm, loving presence
live in Your peaceful embrace
meditate on Your indescribably magnificent glory.

I wanna get as low as I can
I wanna get as close as I can
I wanna waste my life away
pressing my face up against Your feet.

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About NMStock

I am a child of the Creator of this stunning, intricate universe
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