The passion I see in You
Begins to melt the chains that bind my soul.
Your love is a raging river
And a warm blanket
The wind cools my face, flustered with fear
And dread of misconstrued meanings
I have made it to the mountain top.
You lift me to a place I've never been
Through the depths of black
And pains of blue
You've carried me when I could walk no more
I've fainted and fallen and cried out in anguish
That would not subside
You carried me through.
You stand High and Exalted
In the Beautiful Gates
Yet you stoop to mend my broken wings
The pain is worth your touch.
I'm so in love with You.
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