So deep and wide - it all runs like rain. Still He comes, I can't get away. Do not run from Him. Why, why wont He give up, just let me die... I am not sure, can't fathom why. Why does He come to me? One day I might .... one day I might... one day I might perceive. __________________
He Calls me, "Beauty"!
And still it fell, down from His face, pierced the skin and it cut the vein....running from His veins, seeping, pouring...the power of His priceless perfect blood. He paid the price, the ransom for my life. Still He bleeds, bleeds, bleeds for me. Why would anyone bleed for me? Do you see - that He bleeds?... He bleeds for me.... So intense, so real. Trying to end what another began. It's not His fault, but still He pays. He bleeds for me. He covers me with the blood from His veins. So He bleeds; He bleeds for me. I don't understand why He bleed for me? Why did He have to die for me? I am not worth it; it's plain to see: dra...