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God has come to love me this morning
God has come to love me this morning
drying my tears one by one,
silently climbing the ladder of my soul
raising a prayer to the Virgin rose of my soul
He loved me!
Expelling the orphanhood from my hands,
the sand of agony that filled my mouth,
the copper lodged in my eyes worn-out by tears,
and that's when I felt Him by my side.
... And He gave me a way ...
Thursday 5th February 2015 2:23 pm
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