Feb 13, 2018
MY TRUE VALENTINE
Love Language I arise early to hear the sweet love language of my King; As he whispers He loves me, Ah, His voice means everything. I am swept away as I hang on the first life-giving word; Nothing sweeter to my soul have I ever heard. Every syllable, every roar and every whisper of his voice; Stirs me to hunger and thirst for even more. He roars like a Lion, but is as gentle as a Lamb; He holds…
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