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Fellowship with Me

 

He created me for Him—then bore my sin.
He bore my sin to set me free,
To give me holy liberty,
To be to Him a bosom friend,
Cleansed from all sin.

He wants fellowship with me—“Lord, can it be?
Can it be, that this is true,
That it’s not me pursuing You,
Rather, You’re pursuing me?
Lord, can it be?”

“No high and mighty work to do? Just me—for You?
My laboring is all in vain;
You’ve borne the toil, endured the pain.
I choose this one great work to do:
Here’s me—for You!”

“I lay my heart before Your throne—rule there, alone.
My Savior…Father…my Best Friend.
Sweet fellowship that has no end,
No greater joy I’ve ever known:
Just You, alone!”

“Amazing love, how can it be—that You want me?
I look into Your precious face;
I rest inside Your warm embrace.
My greatest blessing, this I see:
That You want ME!”

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