MARYANN BOSAH

I  see  your pain,I feel it rain.
I hear your cry, your open sigh.
I speak your name  for you I came.
I touch your lips, let glory rip.

I fill your heart with grace anew.
It will  spread out to the chosen few.
Open eyes and your ears to hear
That I am near,there is no need to fear.

I have gone ahead to prepare a place
Where you will come  to see my Father’s face.
Abide in me  and receive great  peace,
And through His grace,find God’s  loving embrace.