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There is a man who loves me I didn't know him But still, he loves me I pushed him away from me But he's still here and he loves me I didn't even believe what he's saying But he encourages me and he loves me I mocked him and judged him But he looks at me with love for he does I didn't listen him and wandered off But he's still guiding me because he loves me I didn't talk to him and I ignored him But he's still waiting for me because he loves me I lied, I cursed, I got angry, I sinned Despite all that, he loves me still I turned my back against him But he still got my back because he loves me I'm selfish, hot-tempered, proud and stubborn But he still cares for me because he loves me I ignored him, ignored him and ignored him But he's always there for me because he loves me So I asked... *Who is this man who loves me? Who is this man who loves me inspite of and despite? Who is this man who loves me still?* And I got a reply... *He is the man who died for love The man who lived to die for you The man who died for his love for you.* Then he asked me back... Where else can you get a love like this? You aren't worthy of his love, but he still gave it to you. Isn't he worthy enough to be loved back? Won't you love him back? . . . . . . . . . . . . . . ... . . Romans 5:8 But God demonstrates his own love for us in this: While we were still sinners, Christ died for us. . . ....
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Oct 2, 2016
Oct 2, 2016 at 7:20 PM UTC
He who loves me
There is a man who loves me I didn't know him But still, he loves me I pushed him away from me But he's still here and he loves me I didn't even believe what he's saying But he encourages me and he loves me I mocked him and judged him But he looks at me with love for he does I didn't listen him and wandered off But he's still guiding me because he loves me I didn't talk to him and I ignored him But he's still waiting for me because he loves me I lied, I cursed, I got angry, I sinned Despite all that, he loves me still I turned my back against him But he still got my back because he loves me I'm selfish, hot-tempered, proud and stubborn But he still cares for me because he loves me I ignored him, ignored him and ignored him But he's always there for me because he loves me So I asked... *Who is this man who loves me? Who is this man who loves me inspite of and despite? Who is this man who loves me still?* And I got a reply... *He is the man who died for love The man who lived to die for you The man who died for his love for you.* Then he asked me back... Where else can you get a love like this? You aren't worthy of his love, but he still gave it to you. Isn't he worthy enough to be loved back? Won't you love him back? . . . . . . . . . . . . . . ... . . Romans 5:8 But God demonstrates his own love for us in this: While we were still sinners, Christ died for us. . . ....
the first poem that i wrote that made me cry 160310
patricia-policarpio
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Oct 2, 2016
Oct 2, 2016 at 7:20 PM UTC
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