LET US COME BOLDLY

by Majorie Cooney

There is power
In the hour
That with Him I spend alone.

Joy is knowing
That I'm Growing
As I thus approach the Throne.

I've the feeling
As I'm kneeling
That I tread on Holy Ground.

In Him abiding
I'm confiding
Every burden of my heart.

Satan glowers
In the hours
When my prayer communion starts.

He is leading,
I am feeding
On the manna of His Word.

Life is glorious,
Rich, victorious,
Assured by Him my prayer is heard.

GOD BLESS YOU!