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The closer I draw to Jesus
And confess to Him all my sin,
The more He fills me with more of Himself
And cleanses my heart from within;
Mercy is granted whenever I fail;
Grace is given when I am in need;
What a joy to know
More like Him I will grow
As on His Word daily I feed;
Yes, the closer I draw to Jesus,
More like Him I surely will be;
For I claim His Blood to cover me over
And keep me constantly free;
Sharon A. Maxwell, 08/28/01
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