LOVE FINDING A HOME
My love is deeper,
than any valley below.
If I Am your keeper,
there you must sometimes go.
Take My hand and I'll lead,
into paths not filled with Light,
but marked with pain, as you bleed,
like your Saviour in the night.
You will never be alone,
as you walk among thorns.
With eyes on Me, I will atone,
every stain that mourns.
Then a new day shall arise.
My glory resting upon your heart.
Victory descending from the skies.
Love finding a home, never to depart.
Jesus
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