When I don't talk about you,
When I don't tell the world of your love,
When I don't seek you
or praise your name,
I feel nothing.
for when you created me,
and when you came down to tell me,
that when you became a man to die on the cross,
that's when you gave me a life filled with purpose,
so when your love came down to give me a crown,
it's when you became my portion,
my savior, my king, and my everything.
I will always be selfish.
I can never say I loved you first.
But I know for sure.
Without you, I am nothing.
Sep 25, 2014
Sep 25, 2014 at 11:34 PM UTC
When I don't talk about you,
When I don't tell the world of your love,
When I don't seek you
or praise your name,
I feel nothing.
for when you created me,
and when you came down to tell me,
that when you became a man to die on the cross,
that's when you gave me a life filled with purpose,
so when your love came down to give me a crown,
it's when you became my portion,
my savior, my king, and my everything.
I will always be selfish.
I can never say I loved you first.
But I know for sure.
Without you, I am nothing.
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