Yahweh

Your name, a prayer itself. 
Jesus, how you love us. 
Your name brings peace to the restless. 
A peace that keeps you praising on the unlit path. 
Only you, Jesus. 
The sight of your presence brings all to their knees to praise you.
Your presence brings tears forth from every dry eye. 
The king of kings. 
Yahweh.
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