Hymns Cannot Describe by J. P. DaviesO, for a thousand tongues to sing
I cannot find the words,
a love, a light was birthed in me
spirit cries out, soul joins
there is a love,
pure love, ecstacy
poured down from on high;
grace like rain.
redemption of the fallen,
the remedy for the broken,
a future for the hopeless,
the lowly and contrite.
I surrender all
and receive all.
Miracles.
11/28/2008 Posted on 11/29/2008 Copyright © 2025 J. P. Davies
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