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I asked in a whisper
“God, how can it be;
That You exist out there
Yet still reside in me?
In what landscape may I know You
If You prevail in either place?
Whereupon should I focus –
Where shines the light of Grace?”
Then in the mid of searching
The thought came suddenly:
My simple heart has known all along
That I reside in Thee
By James FieldenI asked in a whisper
“God, how can it be;
That You exist out there
Yet still reside in me?
In what landscape may I know You
If You prevail in either place?
Whereupon should I focus –
Where shines the light of Grace?”
Then in the mid of searching
The thought came suddenly:
My simple heart has known all along
That I reside in Thee