With Thine Lips

Written by: Michael Smith

With thine lips
Death was said upon thy door
But, behind thine eyes it's kept
That it was actually at thy step

And by thine hand 
In defense of life 
Thou killed...
Another man

O' thy secret 
Blown by soft kiss wet
And out spoken tears
As thou wept

It was in mine arms
And in thy heart
That I brought thee
Thy confessions in comfortness

But, in His
Twas to thy soul
Which He granted
Another way for thee to live