You don't deserve flairs of color
Or talented splashes on canvas...

When I see the godless chatter
of empty minded fools...

Beautiful Spirit
He holds me tenderly and carefully in His arms...

"And then the day came when the risk to remain...

When his lips move, words cut like shattering...
Dance for me. It's not a request...

"THE FRUIT OF THE SPIRIT IS LOVE, JOY, PEACE...
The luster of this world has lost its shine to me...

I don't have the time to hate you anymore.
Besides, the measure of any hatred I've had for...

Mary our Mother,
Ever virgin, ever holy, ever pure...

Never once did he feel remorse
Knowing the evil he had released...

Let the intonation of a melodious heart beat...
Tuned to Your perfect-pitch of love...

In the night I lay listening to the sobbing rain...
and feeling the fragile glass full of fear...

My Beloved Is Mine And I Am His
Let my life be so hidden in Christ...