I know you Lord, you have spoken to my heart. From the fires of hell you have snatched my soul, from death you have brought me, from darkness my ransom paid. I lie down upon the crimson path. I am one wholly undone. The richness of your mercy and the greatness of your love consume me. Upon your feet my gratitude falls. Your love has pierced my heart through; hot and burning. My heart cries out, inflict your violence upon me until I am no more; for once my eyes beheld you they also beheld my own soul. O' these mournful tears of sorrow, how is it they are also tears of joy? O the languished thoughts of bitter deeds have brought me to your shores the unholy falls before the holy and I know the fear of the Lord. But truth and mercy speak loud and strong as angelic song affirms, loves arm is the arm of God and you wipe away every tear.
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