my tears fall as my heat trobs for you.selah.i turn too my holy father too save the fallen.selah.i turn in the face of danger but do not bat a eye for you are with me.selah.you light my way in the dark and love me at the same time. selah.my enemies pursure me and you pursue them.selah.my sword is my works and sometimes i fall short but jesus,god,and you love even more. selah.their evil deeds against me can not hurt me for i dwell at the lords table and he does preparest a tabble in front of my enemies as you dine with me.selah.come to me my robe white angel of oreintal decent for my loins long for you.selah.together we shall rise and see the lord and the father.seah.
Categories:
seah, beauty, me, love, me,
Form: Classicism