I can't get away....no matter where I run; no matter how I try to hide...from Your love...
I am so scared, all these scars cause me to hide from Your gaze...I am a soiled dove, not worthy of the Kings gaze at my nakedness....yet Your name is Jealous, and You want all of me....a harlot....
"I am married to a harlot, but my love will make her pure. I'm married to a harlot, but I will beautify her, I will make her all mine. I will make all things new. Beauty for your ashes, joy for all of your mourning... just return"
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w1lTJUFHiOE
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