At the end of His love || 2009.08.29

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at the end of His love


At the end of His love
there is the end of freedom.
At the end of His love
there is death for everyone.
At the end of His love
is hopelessness without bottom.

At the end of His love
all truth is gone.
For His love is truth
and all that is true.
With all that I am
I know He loves you.

Whatever comes,
His love never ends.
It is not to point at you
it's not to go _to_ you.
It is love to enfold you,
it is love to cover you.
To the layers that when you reach out,
the touch of your hand
is the touch of His love.

His love is perfect full freedom
His love is the power for life
His love is hope
that exceeds circumstances and bounds.

His love is life,
and life is his willingness.
His wrath is a moment,
but His love is forever.

Sorrow lives,
and makes night its warm home
but the sun rises faithfully
each day by His love.

The only love I possess
by Him it is authored,
So my love for Him
is His love through me.
And His love through me
is His love around me,
And His love around me
desires to enfold me,
so that when i reach out,
His love reaches out.

Let my life be His,
for His love is mine,
and mine is in Him.
Let His life be mine,
for i desire to take it to me.
Let me love Him
so strongly
that it is mine.
Let me hope in Him,
my life be lived that all can see
the salvation made free
by love poured out.

~JLB