On this Sunday morning I come to draw near,
To see you better with a vision crystal clear,
I yearn to linger long in worship of you,
Stale religion is rotten and will never do,
I long to sing with a heart in full surrender,
To meditate - your faithfulness to remember,
There is no God who can compare to you,
Who grants me an eternal point of view,
There is no other who deserves my praise,
And my life in service for all of my days,
So today, I come to get closer - to draw near,
Until I come to you and I am no longer here.
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