Beautiful One
O,the beautiful one,
who calls me His own,
his voice so reassuring,
his hug so warm,
who calls me His own,
he saved me from dreary depths,
his hug so warm,
without him I'd be torn,
he saved me from dreary depths,
calmed my frantic heart,
without him I'd be torn,
his love makes me soar,
calmed my frantic heart,
we'll never fall apart,
his love makes me to soar,
o, him I do adore,
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