Love For Me
The golden streets of heaven above,
all I've ever known is love,
from a Father who poured out his life for me.
Because of this I am truly free.
My mother and father taught me to cry for salvation as my lullaby.
Because of this I'll never die,
but live forever in the Kingdom of believers.
Where haters, liers, murderers, and cries will no longer have hold on me.
Oh hallelujah for this day, when I won't have to pay,
for the things that I've done wrong in my life.
For God sent his son with wondrous might.
To forgive me and to forgive you, who would ever reject his love?
I only serve the One above.
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