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Love heals!

Thank you Jesus you could choose any place as home
But You choose my humble heart 
You gently guide it in Your way of love and truth
Protecting it from turmoils of fear and doubt
You're a mighty warrior within overcoming the battle 
The overwhelming and raging storms
Calmed by Your love
Thank you for making a home in me
Changing the atmosphere 
Making it transforming it to be like You
Oh so beautiful 
Oh how I need You want you and cling to you
Thank you for never leaving 
Help me abide everyday for the battle does not cease
But I have no fear for your love is perfect setting me free
It always leads me in victory.

Help me love 
I know it heals
Even when hate is so strong
Help me do good
When evil abounds
Help me remain in peace
When chaos persists
Help me believe 
When doubt raises it questions 
Help me be merciful 
When judgement says punishment is just
Help my heart be full of praise
When I pass through the valley of shadow of death
It's the only way out of darkness 
Your light in me will surely shine
Will breakthrough every crooked path 
I will rise as a daughter of the most High King 
I will crumble every hell meant to destroy me
Through the most powerful weapon of love
That heals and subdues all nations 
I will shine like the Son even through the cross in the pain and the suffering 
Forgiveness and love setting the captives free
Confidently hoping in the resurrection 
For love heals and breathes life to conquer triumphantly
Selah!



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