You Stand With Me
Your love,
Do I deserve thee.
Your touch,
For whom is meant.
Your kiss,
Is but my own plea,
Your love
Is heaven sent.
For I have stolen,
Slandered, cursed.
And I have coveted,
Done things worse.
And I have lied
And hidden truths.
And done bad things
Since my own youth.
Yet you stand by.
Your support unwav'ring.
Prop me up.
Your love so savoring.
I stand amazed.
As most can see
Ne'er stand alone,
You stand with me.
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