As a Stranger I Met You
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
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