Perfect Love

Perfect Love by Beth Wangler So this is what they mean By perfect love that casts out fear: Your face I’ve never seen, But still I know that You are near. Your presence makes me bold To take the risks I’d never dare If I were young or old. Your favor frees me from all... Continue Reading →



I want to write You a poem, a rhyme about Your Name, but I can't seem to find even one line that compares to Your glory and grace. "In love" is too weak a phrase--all of me is branded by the brilliance of Your face. I am forever Yours-- even that a mere blink next to the endlessness of Your timelessness.

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