Saturday, March 14, 2015


My love, where do I start?
The countless times I've shattered your heart?
Or blinded by your beauty 
Began making my speech change towards yours?
I can't ever know why you'd want me
Even love me despite my remorse
I can have no other but you
By becoming weak for me
You became strength to me
I will have no other but You
You, who let Love run through its cursed course
I can't ever know why You'd save me
But for my image to be returned to Yours
To be awed by Your glory
Still for me, You have poured out Your heart?
My God, where do I start? 

Inspiration drawn from:
Romans 5:8
Ephesians 5:25
2 Corinthians 3:18

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