January 9, 2019
He pursues me.
Washes over me
and calls me by name.
Written on His hands as
He is on my heart.
Like fire he cleanses.
Magnificent in splendor.
Shall I be a fool for He who holds my heart?
I will sing with every breath in my lungs.
Dance in the streets for you, my King.
Proclaim your majesty.
King of my heart.
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