Grant us the space to open our arms
To every pain You have in store.
The realities of sacrifice
Let us know there is always more
Grant me the grace to love myself,
Even when I am truly seen.
Let the words of my heart be painted out
In the Love that I can glean
What does it mean when Love graces me?
How can I stand the title?
Grant us the grace to acknowledge
That we must choose and take Love.
Teach us a lesson of futility
That we might never assume.
What does it mean when Love graces me?
How can I stand the title?
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