How does He love me? Let me count His ways. He loves me to the depth and breadth and height His soul's almighty reach, when His figure out of sight. For the end of my ways, and my new being. He loves me to the level of everyday's Most unknown need, by salt and light. He loves me freely, over men's rules and curse. He loves me purely, as they preach and praise. He loves me with His passion for world to abuse.
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