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Standing still before you LORD,
As angels sing of one accord.
Gazing into your holy face,
While getting lost in your embrace.

The things of this world grow strangely dim,
As I see them in the light of Him.
The pain, the hurt, the toil the sorrow,
Fade into the light of tomorrow.

Tomorrow when the Son comes out,
And breaks through the clouds of doubt.
When the veil is lifted from my eyes,
And the darkness of despair dies.

LORD, I long to see your face,
To feel the warmth of your embrace.
To know the depths of your grace,
To be in that Holy Place.

Outstretched your arms are before me,
Longing to love and hold me,
I long to run into your arms,
Where I am safe from all harm.

I long to be in that place of light,
I long, I want with all my might
LORD, you love me with all your might,
And carry me through my darkest night.