Palms Of My Hands

My love, why do you hate Me?
I gave My life for you, why don’t you believe?
I’ll still take every chance you give Me
To show you just how much you are worth to Me.
But you won’t even lift your eyes to see

By the palms of My hands, I have proved My love
I have kept you breathing, though you run.
I’d still dry your tears, though I shed tears of blood
I am never leaving, we’re not done.
I’ll hold your life in the palms of My hands.

My love, why do you break Me?
You spit upon My face, turn your back on Me.
I’ll still take every chance you give Me
To love you like a child, and pray that you believe
That someday you might lift your eyes to see.

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…By the palms of My hands…

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