As a stranger I met you Pure and gentle was your appearance You spoke a touch without words A breeze so pure like light As I listened with my eyes I smelled the taste of beauty beyond honey What a feeling? An emotion lost within expressions? This is an experience of Heaven's true Agape Oh! what an experience for a lost stranger to share A beauty whose light can't be gazed? A gift only for the poor in spirit Your touch, so perfect to the broken Yes your name is Love Your nature is perfect in quality and in glory Yes! Eden's first language You're that truth I can't hide