Dear Precious Jesus


Dear precious Jesus,
On a very high mountain,
Retreat with me,
And hear my prayer.

O my Lord Jesus,
Your love has freed me,
I praise You with my heart,
Honoring your glory.
My heart was lifted,
Towards His Holy Place,
How I long to be there,
To witness His radiant face.

Jesus, the King of Peace,
On His throne He reigns,
His garments white as snow,
His eyes like a flame.
I fell at His feet,
In fear and reverence,
My heart was overwhelmed,
By His glorious presence.

He came to me and laid,
His pure hands on me,
I looked at Him and asked,
"My Lord, how could this be?"
"I am weak and sinful,
Have mercy upon me,
I have gone astray,
By my iniquity."

He smiled and gently spoke,
"My child don´t be afraid,
I am the Lord your God,
Your debts I have paid.
In weakness you came to Me,
Seeking to repent and live,
I´ll always love you,
Your sins I shall forgive."