Love In Its Purest Form
Love vanquishes
Hate relinquishes
Love hanging on a rugged cross
Therefore not a single soul a loss
Love whose Spirit hope instills
And oh, my soul, it stills
Love eagerly to me came down
Love wiped away every frown
Love, indeed, in its purest form
Love so tender, oh, so warm
Love who spares me from strife
Love, oh, sweet Love of my life
Copyright © Jesz Ika | Year Posted 2014
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