You have reached the depths.
The abyss.
The black hole of my heart.
The hardest parts of me.
The defiance.
The rebellion.
The parts that have recoiled from your touch.
The parts that have numbed themself to your warmth.
You have touched the dead and decaying limits of my soul.
And have breathed life.
Commanded life.
You have transformed punishment to pity;
Unforgiveness to compassion.
You have spoken hope over my despair.
You have reconciled every straying member.
It's already done.
It's already done.
The work is done.
I am but a recipient of this great gift.
This pure and costly gift.
Your heart breaking gift.
I told you I was worthless.
Yet you gave all you had.
Every ounce of your life-giving blood.
Knowing the price was far too high.
And that I can never repay you.
Your banner over me is love.
Your banner over me is love.
I am but a vessel of Love.
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