God must be really kind to spare you From my impatience, but it only means That you have to deal with my persistence, You have to tame my hard-headed heart.
It does not guarantee that I'd pursue you With an equal amount of passion Each and every time, but it certifies That it can possibly withstand the length Of wait it requires just to get into your heart, And the objective is always not to captivate But to penetrate.
One's love must be generous, not stingy, Nor cunning, nor selfish, nor proud, For there's no sound sense in defeating Your very purpose, being driven By a hidden agenda. I'm in a battle Where I don't want to force a draw. I'm here to help you win, against all pain, All fear, all doubts.
I want to be your warrior, princess of Jesus. I want to be what I never got to be before. I want to be a man, and man up For the cause which you deserve.