I heard him say
Will you judge
I poured out my heart
I want to be love
Don't let me judge
Don't let me judge
I want to be love Lord
I want to be love.
He is gracious
I know
Opening eyes
The veil lifted
Now no disguise...
A frail frame
Filled with light
Can once again
Be His delight.
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Author:
Valiantstar (Pseudonym) (
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Comments3
The last four lines! Gorgeous
Thanks, I am glad he brought it home!
No I would never want to be a judge for it implies injustice or omnipotence. Nicely written
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