He loves me. he loves me not.
He loves me. he loves me not. Actually, I wasn’t shocked
But heartbroken at the thought
Of not having him there. But then again, even with him there I may as well be alone
But one night @ home
I stumbled upon the throne of The One that first loved me
And while I turned my back on Him
He was there with open arms to hold me & comfort me & dry the tears that he’d left me with
I had forgotten of His love or maybe I never really knew
Engulfed in what I thought was love that was everlasting & true
And while my heart does still grieve for him
He grieves for my heart. He grieves for my soul. He grieves for my sins.
He loves me. He always has.