Exalted love

I need to feel the breeze Across my sunlit face I'm down and out and on my knees So tired of this place I beg the good Lord please Take away my sins And cleanse me through his righteousness And make me born again Ruffled feathers Stick together In lieu of rainy weather Dropping dimes Like fishing lines Reminiscing on old times Love is from the exalted one Who cast out all our fears They never said christlikeness would be fun But it adds on to your years I left the old me in the ashes Of a newfound humble way Now I have obtained the crown And laid all refuse out to waste