Open Our Eyes

I want to see JESUS.
At the end of the path,
God send your ministering
angels to light my way.
All I ever ask please
just to see JESUS.

I know his face is the one my heart
embraces.
His soft gentle words soothe my soul
like no other words ever spoken.
I want to see JESUS.
To stand before his throne
by his grace.

In his marvelous Glory and Majesty
to behold the Holy Lamb of God.
Crowned not in thorns but
in gold and precious jewels.
Robed not in rags and filth
but Passion purple fine linens.
I just want to see JESUS.

To praise him face to face,
to be in his presence.
To bow before him,
worship at his feet.
I just want to see
and be with JESUS.


Open Our Eyes to see Jesus
Our hearts to seek him.



Joselyn G MayFair 12/15/2006 -Copyright Poetry

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