Your love is immensely grand;
at times it is all that makes me stand.
Your love is as close as the
air and always real
drawing me to you closer and
closer still.
Your love makes me content
and jubilant
while all the world's best
can only make me pant.
You are romantic beyond end
and have always been.
'Tis this love that compelled
your Son to intercede due to sin.
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