As for me, I will behold thy face in righteousness
Over and over the veil between the majestic and the mundane thins in moments poignant or picturesque and I behold Your face, Your righteous and glorious face. A glimpse this morning, a little last week, bit and pieces over the months and years form a heavenly Papa that my heart loves. Every day He speaks a clearer I delight in you. Every day that I see His love for me, I feel even less deserving. I behold His face and I don't want to behold mine.
But one day.
One day I shall be satisfied.
I shall see the fullness of Your glory, I shall join the fullness of Your glory.
I shall be satisfied, when I awake, with thy likeness.
Lord, transform me into that likeness I am beholding.
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