I commune as friend with friend.
4 There are depths of love that I cannot know
Till I cross the narrow sea,
There are heights of joy that I may not reach
Till I rest in peace with thee.
Fanny J. Crosby.
281 Whiter Than Snow. 11s.
Desire for Purity.
Lord Jesus, I long to be perfectly whole;
I want thee forever to live in my soul;