To love, to love

To love, to love, it is what I cannot
So I shall die, shall lay my head and lie
I die, and rest, my body left to rot
Until He comes, Who is of Love comes nigh

A voice, melodious and sweet, does call
So intimate and sweet it sounds out 'Friend!
I Love you O so much I died for all!
I Love you O so much twill be your end!'

The voice pierces through to my deadened heart
My soul does soar through heavens to my God
With joy I hear commands God does impart
With joy I give honor glory and laud

For as Christ does treat me as His brother
He asks that we shall now Love one another



God bless,
>P<
Joshua Fahey