Siiting at his feet (close your eyes and imagine)

I step into the sanctuary
A calm peace overwhelms me
Sitting on a golden brown wooden bench
I gaze around the room
I feel calm, relaxed
Beautiful notes on the piano rig out
Voices sing sweetly
I kneel to pray
The undisturbed quiet overtakes me
I feel God’s arms around me
Holding me, Strengthening me, holding me
He is my father
I am his Child
and I am still sitting at his feet

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Siiting at his feet (close your eyes and imagine)

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