Gazing up at the almost mid-night sky,
I can’t help but wonder why,
You would love a sinner-dark and full of hate.
I constantly spit in your face.
You love me with no end,
No boundaries or gates to fill up the spaces in between,
My heart you always mend.
The moon shines for it’s maker,
Heavy hearts wait on you,
Anticipating the call.
Thrashing through sillouettes like horses in a field,
We let greed and jealousy consume us.
I need your love as a shield,
Protect me against my enemies,
For I am nothing without my Lord,
You are everything.
My Savior makes me like the moon,
Shining brightly to comfort the hurting.
Love is over-used,
Meaningless like blank words on a page.
God’s love is shown like an overflowing cup,
Standing on a stage,
Shouting love to the people.
Love is a light,
In the almost mid-night sky.
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