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The Father’s Love
“I love you, I love you, I love you,” I hear The Father say.“I love you through the sadnessMy Love won’t go away.”
“I love you, I love you, I love you,”These words they come again.“Thet’re like the cool refreshingWhich comes with the gentle rain.”
“My love for you is eternal.”“I loved you before you were born.”“I love you in the darkest nightAnd at the break of dawn.”
I loved you in the happy times I love you as you fearI am always with youMy presence for ever near.”
“You may not always feel itBut My love is always thereIn your friends that listenAnd those who really care.”
“My love is not amongst The harshness of some words,But comes amongst the beautyOf frisky lambs and singing birds.”
“I love you as you listenTo these words just nowMy Spirit is stirring deep inside,And moves as you allow.”
“I love you, I love you, I love you,”These words they come again.“Thet’re like the cool refreshingWhich comes with the gentle rain.”
“My love for you is eternal.”“I loved you before you were born.”“I love you in the darkest nightAnd at the break of dawn.”
I loved you in the happy times I love you as you fearI am always with youMy presence for ever near.”
“You may not always feel itBut My love is always thereIn your friends that listenAnd those who really care.”
“My love is not amongst The harshness of some words,But comes amongst the beautyOf frisky lambs and singing birds.”
“I love you as you listenTo these words just nowMy Spirit is stirring deep inside,And moves as you allow.”
© Alan Watkinson 17thJune, 2018