You give me hope, for in my wayward days,
God sent you to lift me up,
And lead me through the haze.
You aren't Him,
But He gave me your heart,
From His grace and lovingkindness,
Planned all from the start.
You're a promise of God and none will compare,
For you are a promise and it's simply unfair.
Jan 16, 2016
Jan 16, 2016 at 12:31 AM UTC
You give me hope, for in my wayward days,
God sent you to lift me up,
And lead me through the haze.
You aren't Him,
But He gave me your heart,
From His grace and lovingkindness,
Planned all from the start.
You're a promise of God and none will compare,
For you are a promise and it's simply unfair.
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