In the Light of His Presence
Darkness must flee
In the Light of His Presence
His Glory I see

Embraced in His Spirit
Forever I cleave
To arms that will hold me
Never to leave

In the Light of His Presence
The world grows so dim
For Light is His Shadow
Cast only by Him

Basking in Son Light
drenched in His love
All that surrounds me
Is Light from above

The enemy bestows me
With trouble and strife
Yet, I am protected
By the giver of life

The Light of His Presence
Compels me to trust
For to gaze at His face
All else turns to dust.

In the Light of His Presence
All turmoil must cease
And I hold in my hand
Nothing but peace…

Pamela R. Blaine
pamyblaine@blaines.us
http://blaines.us/PamyPlace.htm
© May 2003

Used with permission of the author