I can picture the temple of the Lord
the home of God and his courts
to see the throne of God, to touch the hem of His robe
to talk with the Son, my brother,
my savior, seated at the right hand of the Father,
to thank him directly for the awesome gift
of His sacrifice. Oh, if only I have that chance
to kneel and praise His name
face to face
October 17, 2007 1:18pm
part of the Apostle’s Creed
Wednesday, October 17, 2007
Seated at the Right Hand
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