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LOVE IS NOT FOR SALE
Love is not for sale
It's wrapped in rainy mornings,
cold and gray and drawn
It's in the laughter of the children and the beauty of their songs
It's in the rainbow in the heavens
God's promise from this start
The Son of God is shining
His Love in every Heart
No, love is not for sale
Love is not for sale
Love is not for sale
Though some do try and buy it
Can you give it in a package
or a Valentine
Or try it on for size
and take it off again?
No, love is not for sale
In my heart it's written
In words of tender meaning
And truth beyond the gate of speaking
In the silence of the gaze
Of he whose eyes are outlined
In mine inmost parts Those eyes hold the meaning
and the purpose of my life
Like shells on myriad shores
My life forms a pattern
In his all-enfolding hands
Like the ceaseless beating of the waves, upon the sand
My heart echoes and throbs,
a drumbeat of song
Like a tree I am growing
My whole soul is knowing
Yearning to breathe free
Lord Jesus Christ, Son of God
Have mercy on me
No, love is not for sale

LOVE IS NOT FOR SALE



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