You make my cheeks hurt.
Because when you walk into a room
I cant help but smile;
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The kind of smile that hurts so bad
that you begin to cry
and you dont know whether the tears
are more from pain or joy.
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The kind of smile that you feel
for hours after it ends
even if, by then,
you are frowning.
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You make my cheeks hurt
because when you’re close to me
I cant help but kiss you.
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The kind of kisses that hurts so bad
because they last for days
as they tingle your cheeks.
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The kind of kisses that are so soft
you don’t know whether
they are kisses or just soft breath.
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And worst of all
you make my cheeks hurt
because you make me blush
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The kind of blush that is so hot
you swear you’ll have blisters.
And men aren’t suppose to blush.

I was wounded deep in pain
the day you came my way.
My chest was cut wide open
and bleeding all the way.
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I was torn from limb to limb
choking on the air.
Screaming from the pain I felt,
with no one there to care.
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What beast could have done this,
what horror came to thresh?
The monster’s name was guilt
and it gorged upon my flesh.
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But quite and unexpected,
you did come my way.
You violently grabbed my heart,
and healed it all the way.
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Your medicine was confession,
your bandage was grace.
Once wounds of guilt consumed me,
Now worship takes there place.
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Thanks be to our Lord Jesus Christ, the great physician.

Deeper still,
on fields unkown,
a war is waged,
for a throne.
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The throne that rules,
the hearts of men,
is prized by those,
unknown to him.
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But no matter what,
The King will win,
birthing life,
or the death of him.
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"This day I call heaven and earth as witnesses against you that I have set before you life and death, blessings and curses. Now choose life, so that you and your children may live and that you may love the LORD your God, listen to his voice, and hold fast to him.”

Deep within,
Far without.
In hidden place,
on highest mount.
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Men have sinned,
but God has known.
Deeds are seen,
hearts are shown.
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But one has turned
ancient gaze aside.
Provided haven
for men to hide.
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The Great high priest.
Slaughtered lamb.
Mystery of God.
The hope of man.
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In perfect blood,
transgressions hid.
Our shame is gone,
our chains undid.