A touch that warms the heart
In a world that's torn apart,
A touch that mends a broken spirit
In a life that's totally split,
A touch that melts all hurt
In a tear that's utterly burnt.
A touch that readily secures
In a fear that devours,
A touch that confidently leads
In a mind that easily misleads,
A touch that vents gentleness
In a relation full of roughness.
His loving touch is a touch of joy
Turning even a wilting grass
Into a vibrant foy
Sparkling like a lighted glass.
His loving touch is a touch of truth
Making gross falsehood
Yield like a broken tooth
Or burn as firewood.
His loving touch is a touch of eternity
Wrapped in perfect devotion
Sealed with blood so costly
Freely given in a generous portion.
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