by Olive Lewis

Created on: July 02, 2008   Last Updated: July 03, 2008

I'm remembering how it used to be,
When You was alone with me.
When I was constantly in prayer,
I just knew that You were there.

When I wrote to glorify Your name,
You were the one that gave me the flame.
Wherever I went, I knew that my time was well spent,
No drop of time did I waste as I would vent,

Not out my frustations, but words of praise,
Is all my voice could do was raise.
Even when walking out in nature,
Your presence with me was even greater.

I have missed Your presence in my life,
How do I know? I have had a lot of strife.
When I walked and talked with You,
I knew that I could always depend,

That to even be in Your presence,
I always had the feeling of Your Omniscience.
How I long for that presence again,
So my pen can write word of praises to You.

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