Behold He comes,
Singing in my heart,Rejoicing as the day does start;
Preparing me,
Setting my smile with glee.
Behold He knocks,
Tapping on my door,Guiding and going before.
Listen, and hear
His voice resounding
in the ear.
Feel the touch of His presence.
He is near; over
here and over there.His presence is everywhere;
Lifting the heavy load,
Directing along the crooked road.
Behold He loves,
Helping through the tears;
Forgiving, because He cares.
He watches,
Loving in the light;
Holding me through the dark of night.
Behold my Lord-
He comes!Mary Crisp Jameson
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