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| My love for you is holy |
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| Written by william vercelli | |||
| Saturday, 01 December 2007 14:52 | |||
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The presence of the angels at his birth,
Our Holy Lady's love for him
Is how I feel for you,
To cradle you til heaven's light shines through.
My love for you is Jesus as a boy,
To love you is to hear his cries of joy,
God the father sent you here
For me to love and hold,
To bow before your statue made of gold.
My love for you's the laying on of hands,
The once decrepped leppar who now stands.
The preaching of my deep desire,
The burning of a tree.
My love for you is all the sin in me.
My love for you is deeper than his tomb,
Is hotter than the firey pit of doom.
My love is Jesus on the cross
With Mary at his side
And all the holy tears that she cried.
My love for you's the drinking of the wine,
My lover's blood that merges in with mine,
The breaking of your body
And the bread becoming God,
I swallow you with Jesus in my blood.
No one asks for penetance like me,
No one pleads they're guilty more than me,
No one turns direction round
To make it so you win,
Redemption for confessing all your sin.
No one gets down further when they pray,
I'm the one who's begging you to stay
On my knees on holy ground
To try to make you mine,
Waiting for an all religious sign.
My love for you's the holy catholic church,
A pilgrim on a sanctifying search,
Immaculate conception
Of our Holy Lady's love,
My love's the Holy Spirit as a dove
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| Last Updated ( Thursday, 13 December 2007 01:21 ) |




