Lines across my hands,dry from writing so long,
Parched and cracking steadily as I'm just now ready to pen this song.
Prayers flew to heaven for the will to sing along,
So from His joy I've drawn
the strength to carry on,
Knowing that it was His love and mercy that told me I belong.
Years move on,
and I'm still seeking the glimpse beyond,
Calling to the Only One worthy to be called upon.
More than just a pawn,
A joint heir held strong,
by the graceful love, of, my Elder Brother's bond
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