Love found me crying
Alone, thinking I was dying
Broken heart, soul bleeding
Lights of life slowly dimming
All the hope away drifting
All to leave my heart bleeding
Thus Love found me wailing
Behold in the sky I saw it flying
Behold I saw it coming
On its wings bearing healing
Blessing coming down pouring
Like waters they were raining
Bringing peace to a soul crying
Bringing life to a heart dying
Behold I saw it coming
It found me crying.
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