My heart is in thy beautiful hands
Hold me right, it may not be broken
Hold me, kiss my fear & pains away
Hold me, breathe thy love into me
My words are on thy wise tongue
Words ‘re beautifully describe as true
When spoken from thy priceless lips
They become the songs for healing
My love is rising, burning for thee
My love’s fierce, but gentle & faithful
It glitters bright, nourishes grace right
My love is pure; it emblazons thy minds
John Nelson June 24,2007
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