Faith

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The zeal of the LORD consumes me and the mist of His presence is always before me. As the shadow of death is behind me, the love I know best guides me. The tears of the
LORD is what keeps flowing downward into the hearts and members of my soul.

There is one desire for me to see any remedy to what is here. It is for His love I can grow and submit to all His love from above. He is faithful and His ways is all I want to know. As I draw from the well of my years, my LORD GOD washed me in His tears.

The Holy One is the Glorified not in the sight of mankind because many of them are blind, sick or dying. In the wilderness came John to baptize with the water of repentance but my LORD GOD brings the sword of Truth here. Blessed is He who truly cares and with His blessings I will not fear. Some said He was a prophet, some said He is the Son of our promise. Those are the ones who hear, but they are not washed in the LORD's tears.

Wash with the water of repentance from John and I will wait along the road to be filled with the water from above. I long to seek my LORD GOD in His home high above the ground. As the woman who washed Him before He arrived in His temple at home. I long for the tears of the Holy One who set me free from the world's bond. The wages of sin is death, but the price my LORD paid to set things right is far above my sight.

With a name no one could speak about, but the Holy Father sent Him to make things right. Wash me daily that I can walk upright. I pay homage to your fight and rejoice forever because you are my life.

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