Fly me past the moon, until we reach the edge of the galaxy,
to a place that is elevated higher than any heaven this world could conceive.
I long to exist in this place.
Where the stars bow down in comparison to your perfection,
where I can be nearer, my God, to Thee.
So bring me nearer, please.
That's wonderfully beautiful, where is it from?
ReplyDeletethanks! I wrote it, inspired after a church service :)
ReplyDeleteI long to exist there, too.
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