With each passing moment
I love you all the more,
I love you more and more each day
More than I loved before.
For as we walk hand in hand
In the garden just us two
You whisper sweet things in my ear
And say, 'I first loved you.'

Yes, I reply to those words
You broke off all my bands;
For as I look those wounds I see
In your feet and hands.
And as we continue on
The straight and narrow path
Yeshua fills my soul with joy
And together we do laugh.

Psalm 126

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