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HeartHeldHigh Nov 2013
Architect of the Universe
Origin of Joy, Healer of All Pain
The One Who Bested Death
The Lamb Who Was Slain

The Author and Perfector
The Great I Am

Whatever people call me
Whatever name I take
I hope that it's a title
That only God can shake
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There’s a poetry in my head
A hymn that my soul sings
And a Voice deep within my core saying,
“Write again, write about my Splendor and Glory.”  

I will exhalt you in all nations —
And I will continually be amazed…
Of how majestic You are.

How You took notice of my heart…
My oh, so weary soul.  
My desperate call for help,
And yet I am so loved by You.

So, so loved that You died
To wipe out every tear…
To bestow the life I’m supposed to live.

You’re the treasure I will keep…
And to truly live
Is to trust You with all I have,
To wait patiently…  
And so help my unbelief.

You are Jesus,
The Lover of my soul…
The Perfector of my faith.

You are the Keeper
Of the key to my heart and no one —
Just no one
Can separate me from You.
TW Rice Jul 2022
Flaws or imperfections, I'm riddled with them. From my body all the scars from wounds and surgeries. My impatience is yet another flaw, only wanting what I know one day I will have. A dreamer one simply hoping for the delight one can only imagine. The emotional scars of the mind, remnants of a battlefield that lay wasted. Obsession, probably my biggest flaw. It's because of who you are and how you helped me change. Seeing the vibrant colors instead of the gray in which my past caused. All these flaws or imperfections have made me wholly perfected. It's perfected the way I love you. If it weren't for the scars and brokenness I'd never be the man who could love you the way you need to be loved. Everyday my flaws is what I see when I look at the reflection in the mirror. But when I look in the depths of your hazel eyes, I see what love has perfected.

Dedicated to my Special K, the perfector of my flaws

— The End —