Drenched in Your Glory

Oh Lord, my God, how can I explain?
Your love pours down like sweet, warm rain.
Morning breaks, and here You stand,
Holding my heart in Your gentle hand.

Dewdrops fall from heaven’s gates,
Rushing in, my soul elates!
Freshness, fire, a love so wild,
I’m lost in You, Your raptured child.

Oh, how I breathe in air so new,
Bathed in light, wrapped in You.
Every moment, passion swells,
Like ocean waves where mercy dwells.

The enemy lurks, he twists, he tries,
But I will gaze into Your eyes.
For in Your glory, I am free,
No chains, no fear—just You and me.

Oh, Holy Spirit, flood my soul,
Make me burn, make me whole!
Your presence dances in the air,
A sacred touch, beyond compare.

How I adore You! How I sing!
Every breath—Your offering.
Drenched in heaven, soaked in grace,
Forever wrapped in Your embrace.

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