Browsing: love

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Broken

Give me the broken, those in pain.The wise, made wise by suffering.Who can know compassion,Who can know Love,Who hasn’t hurt, felt anguish,Known sorrow, and known loss?Precious is the fellowship of sufferingHumble are those who are brokenAnd Sweet is the consolation of His Love.

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Unflinching

I have callously abused my SaviorI have used him, taken advantageWithout shame I have sullied His gift.I grieve, but not overmuch,I regret, but not egregiously,And my shame remains Too distant, too smallToo little, too late.It all makes me feel Unworthy, undeservedOf His unflinching willingnessTo love me even yet.

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Love Suffers Love, and Endless Hoping

day suffers day, and emptiness a pervasive feeling in the back of the soul and frustration, crying out, but not completely, to proud to let go of ruined things familiar self suffers self, and resignation a comfortable pain that is perversely loved defying logic to pour energy into an object…

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Prone

Prone to doubting, Father of power I lack the faith to trust Thy word To take the step that means redemption Accepting love, You as my Lord Prone to fearing, Father almighty I lack the courage I need today To live the life Your love demands me Love expressing, Thy…

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Give the Moon My Love

Give the moon my love, dear heart For daylight fades in yonder sea The amber glow of evenings light Speaks softly of my bed to me and then revised by another as… Daylight fades in yonder sea The amber glow of evening’s light Speaks softly of my bed to me…

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Special Girl

Sounds of laughter fill the air And I know her tender care Are precious to the ones who know The special girl to whom I owe This blessed eventide

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Late Night Conversation

Who is that friend I seek at night With long blond hair and eyes so bright With whom I wish to chase this hour Till sunshine lay upon the flower By the window sil

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Oh Sweet the Rapture of His Love

Oh sweet the rapture of His love How gentle are the nail scarred hands How precious is the wounded side That bore such pain for Love’s demands That bore such pain for Love Precious Jesus, God and King Precious Jesus, Anthems Ring Praises to the Holy Dove Praises to the…

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A Rose as Sweet as Thee

Oh for a rose as sweet as thee I’d climb a mountain on bended knee To catch a glimpse of thy sweet face And clothe thee in a delicate lace For thy beauty overwhelms the deepest part Of my soul You are a vision fair and white In purest clarity…