Come On Up Here

Alone in the dark of the church
in the stillness with only His Word
His mantle of pure joy untold
on my shoulders shields the cold

I wrap up in His presence so strong
and sit and sup with Him hours long
gives me rise in faith believe
from hells' fire He'll retrieve

Through this earths' darkest night
His song of victory stays the fright
His power keeps me with such might
the enemy cowers in His great Light

One day I'll leave this earths' drear
and wade chilly Jordan without fear
that great command I long to hear
when He calls, "Come On Up Here"

George Cavaness

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