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It is a gift from God to understand the language of the exposed.
To read in someone’s eye and body the plea to not be condemned.
Let it be known that those who show Mercy shall obtain mercy.
The Holy who is named Mercy sees the hearts of all men.
For the outcast and diseased, the addicted’s endless need.
He is The One who really sees, He is the one who takes the lead.
His spoken Word will heal and satisfy the longing soul.
It is the Love of God who understands the language of the exposed.
The wind blowing all around me
I hear Him speak to me
He is sure of exactly what to say
In the language of Eternity
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There you go down that road that leads to the same old pain.
Now you can only travel solo but there’s nothing you will gain.
This life you lead is yours to seize and no one can do it for you.
There you go behind your wall hiding all your clues
You shout because you cannot be brave and now you lose.
There you go again and I feel nothing now your gone.
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It would be a lie to say I have always been honest.
I thought a time or two about moving on when we were young,
when I did not value the promise.
The Grace Covenant that covered forever our offenses to God,
now established in His Mercy removed any fear that you would hurt me.
While it is true, we cannot fully know another person,
staying with you was more than worth it.
I hope this is a comfort to you, as it is to me, as we round this last bend.
If I could I would choose to stay with you again.