I see your fear of intimacy
And I raise you myself, Messiah. My mother and brothers thought me crazy, My closest friends did not wait up with me, So few of those who called me Lord stood And wept with me as I bled and suffocated, Paid their entrance fee to eternity, so few. Still I said, and meant it, "Father, forgive them, They know not what they do. I commit myself to you. It is finished." So I see your fear of intimacy And I lift up your weary heart, Hold it close to my own heart that beats, And I say, "Love bears all things And still remains strong." Comments are closed.
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