I am Thine
Before laying down,
I started re-calling Thine; wearing a crown,
which is such a crown given by My Lord in this town,
Underneath submitting the wave of Love round and round.
All right, this is fine
and I am thinking Thy Love is mine,
Inside, I see something which is coming like a sunshine,
I started singing, I am Thine, I am Thine, I am Thine...
Written by Warner Keisham,4.15 am.
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