The love of jesus
your love, sometimes misunderstood, sometimes a mystery. Your love; stronger than death, because with it you overcame death. Your love; gentle like a mother carresing her child's face, but strong like a mother who would scold her child. Your love oh jesus is beyond our understanding, too great for our minds to comprehend, for our eyes to behold. Your love Jesus, is beautiful like a new born child; it touches our heart and brings tears to our eyes. If only others knew about your love; for those who have felt your love cry out for those who have not; they cry out for those who are lost, for those who are looking for love but cannot find it. Jesus i see this world, and see the oppressed, see those who lack love, see those who go through life carrying burdens, empty within and longing for something more, longing for what you have given me; your love; which has changed, transformed, and healed me, and set me free. Your love brought me to write this, your love has brought me to change, has even brought me to love.
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