OUTSIDE THE CAMP

Adoration by David Bowman 6 Options Available
Let us go forth therefore unto him outside the camp, bearing his reproach.

I come to You, O Supreme King

Outside the camp

Bearing Your reproach
For here I have no rest, no city
For I look for the New City from Above.


Gazing up into Your loving Face

I whisper from the silence of my heart…
“You’re all I need,”
“You’re all I desire.”
 
Wrap me up in Your embrace
For You and You alone
Are my rest.
In You I hide~
So sweetly leaning on Your breast
Fully satisfied~~always.

About Donna

Praise the Lord! By His Grace I am His child and His servant. I can do nothing of and by myself for the Living God is the Great Producer, Director and Potter and it is by His grace that anything has been accomplished within me. I have four children and five grandsons and one granddaughter whom I love dearly. I am seeking to be a prepared Bride and to be a seeker, lover, worshipper, of the Living God. I seek to inspire others to come to the Lord and seek Him for truth and to hear from Him for themselves so as to follow hard after Him and all He has for them. These writings are meant to draw you to the Lover of your souls, so you too, can be prepared to please and satisfy Jesus Christ who paid the ultimate price for our redemption. Thereby, you will then enjoy Him here, glorify Him and belong to His Heart and meet with Him someday in the Heavenly Kingdom. The way is narrow that leads to LIFE, but the way is broad that leads to DESTRUCTION. I implore you to seek the Lord, to examine yourselves, to plead for His mercy to make you ready to be a prepared bride for Him, as you are His inheritance and His reward for His sufferings. Bless the Lord!
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