Our souls purchased
At a price
Man cannot fathom
Delivered are we
Because He
Paid blood ransom..
On wings of a dove
We soar
Up to Christ
Forever to be
Sheltered
In the door
Of His divine Love
His unutterable beauty
Eternally to see.
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Loved this one as well. Unutterable beauty, and to see eternally. We will soar, like the wings of doves.