Is it such a paradox that love flows from acts
Love comes out in fire not from reason, not from facts
But from following a path, one path that never lacks
That anyone may walk, yet few make those tracks
Lord search me and plant in me the grace to follow you
Conforming to your law, make my love be true
And straying from your sight, let me always fear
Until at last, to home at last, I'll meet you brother dear
God bless,
>P<
Joshua Fahey
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