Saturday, April 3, 2010

Aren't You?

My King
Aren't You my Saviour?
Who at the cross 
took upon all the sins of this world
Two thousand years back?

Aren't You my Father?
Whose arms are held always
As wide as the east is from the west
when i come running to You?

Aren't You my Beloved?
Who sees me unique and beautiful
Who by one glance of my eyes
overwhelms You?

Aren't You my Comforter?
Whom my anxiety
i can cast upon?
Whom my insecurity
can be swept away
by Your perfect love?
 

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