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a reason
Isaiah 55:11 : so is my word that goes out from my mouth: It will not return to me empty, but will accomplish what i desire and achieve the purpose for which I sent it.


about
i hope my words are strange and wondrous,
like kisses that quiet all things superfluous,
so that we can all stop and
listen


intertext

tai
lu
mikan
janice
qiao
dawn



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  a prayer
a thousand times i've failed
still your mercy remains
and should i stumble again
i'm caught in your grace

everlasting
your light will shine when all else fades
never ending
your glory goes beyond all things

my heart and my soul
i give you control
consume me from the inside out

let justice and praise
become my embrace
to love you from the inside out

your will above all else
my purpose remains
the art of losing myself
in bringing you praise


You bring me to tears,
again and again.

broken...
but beautiful yet.

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