But I had hardly seen a thing until I gave a golden ring to the one who gave her heart to me. And I became a world traveler - That's the day I hit the road. 'Cause I walked the hills of the human soul, of a tender girl. I'm a world traveler; She opened the gate and took my hand and led me into the mystic land where her galaxies swirl.
So many mysteries I never will unravel... I want to travel the world.
I will not take my love away When praises cease and seasons change While the whole world turns the other way I will not take my love away I will not leave you all alone When striving leads you far from home And there's no yield for what you've sown I will not leave you all alone I will give you what you need In plenty or in poverty Forever, always, look to me And I will give you what you need
"I look out the window
The birds are composing
Not a note is out of tune
Or out of place
I walk to the meadow
And stare at the flowers
Better dressed than any girl
On her wedding day
So why should I worry?
Why do I freak out?
God knows what I need
You know what I need
Your love is strong."
- Jon Foreman, "Your Love is Strong"
But I had hardly seen a thing until I gave a golden ring to the one who gave her heart to me. And I became a world traveler - That's the day I hit the road. 'Cause I walked the hills of the human soul, of a tender girl. I'm a world traveler; She opened the gate and took my hand and led me into the mystic land where her galaxies swirl.
So many mysteries I never will unravel... I want to travel the world.
I Will Not Take My Love Away. by jarsonic, journal
I Will Not Take My Love Away.
I will not take my love away
When praises cease and seasons change
While the whole world turns the other way
I will not take my love away
I will not leave you all alone
When striving leads you far from home
And there's no yield for what you've sown
I will not leave you all alone
I will give you what you need
In plenty or in poverty
Forever, always, look to me
And I will give you what you need
I will not take my love away.
But it's a facade like the sky, like the by jarsonic, journal
But it's a facade like the sky, like the
Who would want you as you are?
What can you give they couldn't get from someone else?
What life of ease, what wedding bells
What pretty stones, what precious wealth?
Does your heart echo like a hall / 'cause there's no one there at all
When will you learn to love what's sent from up above?
[The Weepies]
The holly bears a prickle,
As sharp as any thorn,
And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ,
On Christmas day in the morn.
[Glory to Jesus, ancient and strong | Come to Your people, carry them home]