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Will you carry me when my heart is breaking?
Will you pierce through my very soul and allow this blood to shed over this scarlet?
Your blood, it covers a multitude of stained sins.
Your righteousness is like the dawn.
Your face shines brighter than any flame.
Your heart dwells inside my weary body.

You have carried me, and You are carrying me.

You guided my conception and united my heart to Yours.

I am forever devoted to You, my Saviour.

You have my full attention, Beloved One.

My breath is stolen at every glance of your eyes.

I cannot wait until I get to see You.  I cannot wait for that moment where I actually get to look into Your eyes and see who others have told me about my whole life; the One who I chose to know for myself.

Oh how my heart throbs in my chest as I lie down.  I thought of You last night, and I could barely sleep.

Oh how you really have ravished my heart...

I know you are amazing.

Forgive me, my Father.  How I need you, and am nothing but a filthy rag without your Holy Spirit.

I love you, my Bridegroom.  I love you so much.

My souls sings.

 Worship is an act between my Father, and I.  He created me, who He calls lovely, beautiful, holder of grace, and treasure keeper; and I worship him for making this glorious creation.  All around me there are signs of his splendor and all round me there are miracles because of what he's done.  And I worship Him.  He is everywhere, and He can withstand anything.  No trial can tear Him down, no circumstance stomps in His way.  He shelters and protects me from the work of the evil one and pours light into my dark dreadful flesh.  You see, I am nothing without my beloved.  I am His bride, and He is my bridegroom.  And we, being wed, are One.  Nothing will ever be able to separate His love from me.  Him and I will dance to breathtaking music that bursts through my soul.  I long to please the Lord, in all I do, in all I say, in all I think, in all I act.  He takes off the cap and allows a breakthrough to be nurtured and restored.  I love my God.  I love my Maker.  Oh God, you know my heart. He has seen all the dark and hidden secrets that have been kept locked.  He knows all.  I can never hide from Him, for I know that He sees me.  He has seen me even when I think that no one is looking.  I worship you my Jesus.  You are alive in ME.  I love you for who this Word says you are.  Fully capable.  Sufficient.  All Consuming.  Tenderly corrective.  Just, righteous, and giver of grace and wisdom, and mercy.  Humble King, Matchless Lord.  You are my desire, and my soul sings to you.  My whole life I live to PLEASE YOUR NAME.  For your name I will go places my flesh does not want. For your name I will do whatever you ask of me.  For YOUR name, oh God, you will be pleased.  Dear Jesus, that you would find your child on her knees, breaking for your heart to be broken over her.  Pour your oil of gladness over her; she is parched.  I worship you my Creator.  Your love is majestic, and I worship you.  I worship you with my life.  I want everything to please you, and praise YOUR name.  Your name be lifted up and glorified.  YOUR name be in me the better part.  Oh Lord, that my soul would BURN for you, and your kingdom.  That my eyes would be set on your faithful, kind, loving eyes.  Holy spirit, my comforter, my perfect gentleman; make straight paths before me.  I set my face as a flint to you oh God.  I love you.

The Magnificat: Mary’s Song of Praise

Luke 1:46

 ⁴⁶ Mary responded,   “Oh, how my soul praises the Lord.
    ⁴⁷ How my spirit rejoices in God my Savior!
 ⁴⁸ For he took notice of his lowly servant girl,
      and from now on all generations will call me blessed.
 ⁴⁹ For the Mighty One is holy,
      and he has done great things for me.
 ⁵⁰ He shows mercy from generation to generation
      to all who fear him.
 ⁵¹ His mighty arm has done tremendous things!
      He has scattered the proud and haughty ones.
 ⁵² He has brought down princes from their thrones
      and exalted the humble.
 ⁵³ He has filled the hungry with good things
      and sent the rich away with empty hands.
 ⁵⁴ He has helped his servant Israel
      and remembered to be merciful.
 ⁵⁵ For he made this promise to our ancestors,
      to Abraham and his children forever.”

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I cannot explain this brokenness.  I cannot explain the feeling when the burden is removed and the pain finally released.  I wish you would feel.  I wish your numbness would be released.  Trapped by this world, and your smile is erased.  You have faded into the background and I no longer see you.  I no longer understand you.  Your taste has weakened, hasn't it?  The once sweet odor, now has turned up your nose.

I cannot explain this heaviness.  The feeling of being trapped down.  I cannot explain to you the feeling of someones hands on you, that are not your own.  The film stays, the pressure never gives way, and your skin still reacts.  Taken captive by the one thing you left so long ago. Do not be swept away by him. Fight away from the current, and find shelter among the rocks.

See my face.  I will be your indelible change. 
No one else will do for you, I will change you from the inside out.

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How could someone so beautiful feel something for me?

indelible
A	adjective
	1	indelible, unerasable
				cannot be removed, washed away or erased; "an indelible stain"