The Man My Soul Loves

He is here, in my life, in my world,
A steady force, a banner unfurled.
His touch—assurance, his hold—secure,
In his arms, I know, I am sure.

His boldness speaks, his presence stays,
Silencing doubts in tender ways.
No fear can linger, no question stands,
He loves me fierce, with open hands.

Oh, how he lifts, how he inspires,
Raising the standard, setting new fires.
With honor, he calls the queen in me,
Unfolding my strength, setting me free.

Each day, I grow, I rise, I shine,
Becoming more, his heart in mine.
And so I thank my God above,
For the day we met, for this endless love.

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Praise to the Prince of Peace

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It Feels Like This

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