<3 I don't have time to maintain these regrets.

Sep 26, 2010 22:09

Oh how He loves us.
He is jealous for me.
He loves like a hurricane, I am a tree, bending beneath the weight of His wind and mercy.
When all of a sudden I am unaware of these afflictions eclipsed by glory and I realize just how beautiful You are and how great Your affections are for me.
and Oh how He loves us, so, oh how he loves us.
He loves us, oh how He loves us.
We are His portion, He is our prize, drawn to redemption by the grace in His eyes
If grace is an ocean, we're all sinking
and heaven meets earth like a sloppy wet kiss
my heart turns violently inside of my chest cause I don't have time to maintain these regrets when I think about the way He loves us
Whoa, how He loves us

Oh, how He loves us, so, oh how He loves us, how He loves us so.
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