Dying for a hug, begging for your love, longing for the empty space to be filled, to see the love upon your face, you take my hand and lead me on.
What can compare with love?
Nothing on earth can compare with the joy of love. The lack of love is like a body robbed of water, robbed of food, of meaning, of purpose.
The very essence of life is love.
Love is kind, love is gentle, and love is glue that holds us all together, it binds us together with a golden cord.
Broken love is a sword to the soul, brokenness deep inside.
No one can see it, it’s like the roaring sea, it pulls you down to the pit of despair.
The light of love has grown so dim,
If only we would look to him, the light of God is never dim; it draws you close to be with him. His arms are always there for you. The door of life is within your heart, open up let love in.
He stands at the door, the door of your heart, just call his name, and invite him in, Then everything within you will start to sing.