Smile at me today, O LORD,
and I will dance forever.

Touch me gently like a mother
brushing her child’s feverish forehead,
and I will leap from my sickbed to serve you.

Guide my feet over this treacherous way,
and I will follow you beyond the horizon.

Say that I can never leave your love,
that your love will not leave me,
and my joy will know no end.

Hold this heartache until it eases,
and tomorrow I will dare to hold yours.

Extend relief — unexpected, unconditional —
and my tears will bless the ground.

The grace of God has appeared,
bringing salvation to all.
(Titus 2:11)

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