Love, the great slayer
I am maimed, I am slain
How many deaths can be passed for gain
Vulnerability is pain
Pain is life
Life without feeling is life died
My example is heartless
He gave it up
Over again to be trampled and crushed
How did he bear, how did he stand
He forsook his power, he was just a man
Oh God I am weak, but I'll never be strong
If I harden my heart
I close out all in one
I love not my God if I love not my brother
But who is my mother, my sister, my brother!?!
I know the answer, oh God this is hard
I drink your Spirit, I consume your Word
I love the slain lover as he lives to love
Through me to you, my cries yield to his blood
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