Beyond the eyes can see
is the love he has for you and me
he covers us with his blood
and in it, he saved it with love
Flowers we are, we bloom and some fade,
many of which get thrown away,
weak rooted we are, if we are not rooted in him
But alive are we, because we live in him
New beginnings are on their way,
Jesus is knocking but will you allow him to stay?
inside your heart, in your soul
the God of today is the same God of old.
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