Thousands are looking
To the sky above,
Searching for your
Great unfailing love.
Futilely we try
To fill our lives ourselves
With loud music, sexual acts,
And bottles on the shelves.
I have seen your love now,
None of it you hide;
To he who is the Prince of Peace,
One day I'll be your bride.
Monday, 4 August 2008
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