Though she is lonely, it's for a season
She is lavishly loved
Though she wanders through high flames
It's in my refining fire.
Though she doubts this crooked path
With intention she stumbles forward
Though she has blinded herself from seeing
I am before, behind and beside.
{And I told her, "Seek me boldly in your love."}
{And I warned her, "Don't walk away in your pride."}
{"For I am yours- and you are mine."}
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