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There is so much now I cannot see,
All the inner workings of him inside of me,
I am
changing from glory to glory,
Till I am conformed to be,
An exact expression of Thee.
There is a hope that's
born of God,
And such a hope is ours to be,
Any day, now face to face,
We shall be like Him,
We shall see
Him, as He is,
A beautiful expression of me.
Everyday, we are ascending,
Growing up into you,
Declaring
your glory and essence,
Evermore Father let us be,
A living expression of Thee.
By: Sarah Ramdath
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