Your love is a mystery
Complicated by my own self-hatred
I want so much to see
What you do what you do
Your love is unquestioning
Never done in by my own shortcomings and
I want just to believe
That it's true that it's you
Come and reveal it Lord let me feel this
Love that is you Love that is you
The cross should have been enough
But the sad condition of the days I live in is
In my distractions I forget to remember you
Break me and free me
Lord let me see this
Love that is you Love that is you
Love that has no expectations
Void of selfish intimations
Moving with a gentle patience
I am not worthy of
I am not worthy of this love
Love that is you
Love that is you
Oh this Love that is you
This Love that is you
