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your love is, your love is, your love is strong...

oh come on little heart, stop stirring, be content, these valleys ain't stoppin' the torturous, looming failure won't grow anything but stronger. and i know you could show me, show me what's real, i know you could show me how to feel. because i'm losing my hope like a penny in a wishing well. and what's done is never done - oh come on little heart, stop thinking, start being. why all these questions? why so discontent? focus and direction are two things i've never had. so little heart calm down, don't worry about tomorrow. learn to love, a selfless love. learn to share with the best you know.
never give up.
never give up.
never give up.
never give up.
never give up.
HOPE.

and this swell in my heart is guiding me toward home.
coming to the realization of things i have never known,
because i have friends who believe in me,
family that loves unconditionally.
i am learning my own flaws.
and reveling, rolling around
in the joy that is strengthening
and grabbing a hold on my miserable little heart.
thank you jesus. praise be to you for a storm of correction and perfection
to refine and catch my attention.
it's mesmerizing to think you'd love a fool like me.