Christen Kuikoua Biography

Day by day
Night by night
I find myself loving you more and more
Every song I sing,
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O heart! Why must you lay your love so bare?
To share your heart and soul with one so dear?

I thought that I was strong enough
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Who is like You, O Lord, in all the earth?
He who breathes galaxies as easily as men exhale,
He who paints the sky with colors no eye has named
And yet stoops low to cradle the sparrow in His hand.
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In the morn of days, when time was but young,
God's gentle hands beheld, creation sung,
With heavenly art, each soul did He mould,
A masterpiece distinct, with roles untold.
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In the Apocalypse of Hell, a warning strong,
Of destruction and judgment, where dark throngs,
Where eyes that sin, must cut to save,
To seek the path, the righteous pave.
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