ɧe ɨs ʅovely

ɧe ɨs ʅovely

He is lovely, and
the sight of Him makes me weak
He is all i seek

He is lovely, and
His voice makes me shiver
love sweeps over like a river

He is lovely, and
i will always remain in awe
of my Savior, my God

He is lovely, and
there are no words, no tongues
that can praise Him enough

He is lovely, and
He has freed me from decay
He has lit my darkened way

He is lovely, and
in His Promises, i will find
the peace to rest assured that He is mine 

The End

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