It’s almost blue it’s so white and the purest gossamer
Like high carat gold and sparkling diamonds
It shine so radiant you’re blinded
Yet the power and force brings you to your knees
All I wanna do is worship,
Dear Lord, your glory illuminates my face as I bow down and humble myself before your glory
Your power and Majesty is something that can’t be contained
And I cry in wonder and awe
Glory Glory, my great Jehovah
May I be embraced in your glory for ever?
About the Creator
Linda Bromley
Just one of many creative outlets for me has been books! My whole life I’ve loved them and it’s so easy to make the jump to writing.
Recently I completed a poetry challenge and now, looking for more excuses to write, I’ve found myself here!
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