I stopped the world for you to breathe.
I halted the earthquake;
I blew away the wind.
I stepped into that line of fire;
I took the bullet just for you.
Signing off my fate on the dotted line,
I gave you every bit of my strength.
In the shadows I defended you;
I held the candle in the dark.
When the enemy surrounded you
I rushed to make your rescue.
I have loved you unconditionally.
But you still won’t let me in.
Always knocking,
Jesus
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