I love my Saviour, Lord of all
He is the lover of my heart alone,
He is my life, not just a part.
I live to hasten to His throne
I love Him, like I've never loved another
He is my precious one, my own,
My spirit is for Him alone
I worship at His throne.
How can I not worship and adore
With all my heart and soul,
No other life is mine
For He makes my being whole.
I love Him with each breath I take
He is my pulsing heart beat
In each moment, thought divine
The only One I long to meet.
I love this precious One who died for me
With Him I am at home,
My heart belongs to the One I love
I hasten to His throne.
Soft Whispers for you from
Derry's Heart Poems © 2005
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I Hasten To His Throne