Love is a gift we are blessed with
To do with as we choose.
It's multiplied when given
And never grows old with use.
How sweet to know in loving
The divine deeds we fulfill
To know the love of the Savior
For us, is greater still.
And if our hearts touch each other
To create a perfect love
It surely will be protected
By the power of God''s own love.
My dear, my love I give you
Knowing well it will prevail,
And when the passing time will come
You will see me through the veil.
@copyright 1973 Kathy Thayne Herman
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