In every leaf I see your smile, every blade of grass shouts out your greatness. With perfect thought you created the beauty around me.... my God, my King how can I truly tell you how much I thank you? What words could I say that would capture my hearts joy? To know that you had me in mind as the nails tore through your beautiful hands. Words escape me, Lord, just tryinng to think upon what you did for me.... you've taken the cold love of the world and in return given me freedom.... freedom from the chains, freedom from the tears, freedom from the memories, freedom from myself. Why do you love this man? The questions turns over and over again in my mind.... no matter how many times I've ran and hid, you've came after me. Searching for me, worrying about me... each time you catch me, you hold me up high with tears of joy freely falling. All I really want to do is just be with you, my healer... my Lord.
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