The greatest pleasure I tasted is freedom. But I discover a new kind of freedom. Not the one where you do wherever your heart leads to but the freedom to obey, willingly. Obedience, is a freedom of the heart.
I lift my eyes to you in morning dew, you filled my heart with gladness like evening breeze. How tender is your love, how very near to me you are with your help. The corrupt of my mind and body weighs
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