The Beauty of His Presence
When the Lord God manifest Himself to an open heart,
The world and all its woes fade away.
Peace, joy and understanding floods the soul,
Until one is totally absorbed with His Glory.
In that instant nothing weighs heavy,
In that instant nothing weighs heavy,
All is secure and right.
All is safe and warm before Him,
Our creator and King.
Never, outside of His Presence, is this to be found
No, it does not exist.
This is the souls home, its life,
This is the souls home, its life,
Its all encompassing reason of existence.
A platform so high,
A platform so high,
That without this moment of visitation,
How and who can know it.
How and who can know it.
~ Angelina Mascari ~
