Psalm 15
Who may come before your throne
And stand in that holy place
When I come there I am not alone
For in Christ I fall on my face
In Him I love when I'm reviled
And for evil I shed no tear
I come to you as a little child
And I tremble with Goldy fear.
poem by Frank McEleny
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