Return, Oh my soul,
From the dust by which you came.
Take heart again
Lift high your hands
And worship His holy name!
Lift your eyes
And gaze upon
Your perfect and lovely groom
The shame and guilt now gone.
Who can withstand
This fierce and passionate love?
If we tried we would only land
Right back in His great big arms.
They are ready to receive, embrace, redeem,
And purchase us once again.
Listen, dear one,
Hear His heart victoriously sing!
Lay near the place
Where His healing streams doth flow.
Drink deep, breathe long and hard
Until all the broken places
No longer bare the scares,
Of a past made beautiful
Never will He part.
So stand strong and endure
For this I know for sure
You are loved beyond measure,
His perfect and lovely treasure.
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