return | mountains in the garden

You are forever faithful

Your hands, they’re glorious and able

With the sound of your voice,

I cannot resist

Your love is magnetic and stable

You don’t leave me where I’m standing

With my hand, you take the lead

The return of my sight, the return to your heart

In you, my soul is freed.

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