[ Holy ]

What are you, but loved, my friend

I hold no wrong in record

For Love is all I will attend

Consume me in all measure

I once was lost within the blame

Felt the burden of transgressors

That held me blind within a shame

And kept me from my pleasures

 

My own belief a stumbling block

Accepting but a lie

When Truth had put me on the spot

I let doubt be my guide

A fool to turn his back away

Salvation left denied

And lo’ I stayed to waste the day

While never asking why

 

Now, such could have been my story

Tragically remained

A man veiled from glory

Held captive by dismay

But I was wrapped and fortunate

Truth beaming to relay

Identity beyond the trick

That I had once conveyed

 

And now a subtle whisper

Can call me from despair

To get my life right back to track

To greet its kind repair

Not shackled by the faults and fears

Which I was so aware

Blinded by a history

Which I need not compare

 

Eyes and mind are open

The heart is wide awake

And this discourse of love

Is a resonance of fate

The absolute of liberty

A rapture right into grace

For no matter what’s surrounding

There is freedom to partake

 

No, I will not forsake

When the feast is right before me

I will not feel ashamed

Not let a lie keep me from glory

For I’ve been shown a living truth

Releasing me of worry

Erasing all of fiction

As it authors out my story

 

And hope, for the first time

Has overcome my life

And seeing for the first time

I finally have my sight

Was blinded by corruptions

And burdened by their strife

But now the yoke is easy

And the burden, it is light

 

And what am I, but love, my friends

As Love has come to know me

And what have I but strength at hand

As joy has come to show me

Released in whole of all condemn

No longer am I lonely

To see and know truth apprehend

Transforming me as holy

 

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