The closer I draw to Jesus And confess to Him all my sin, The more He fills me with more of Himself And cleanses my heart from within; Mercy is granted whenever I fail; Grace is given when I am in need; What a joy to know More like Him I will grow As on His Word daily I feed; Yes, the closer I draw to Jesus, More like Him I surely will be; For I claim His Blood to cover me over And keep me constantly free; Sharon A. Maxwell, 08/28/01
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