What is the Perfect Love?
Is it your love for someone? Or someone’s love for you?
Can this Love ever be measured?
Or is it only to be treasured?
Who loves me the most?
Is it my Daddy, my Mommy, My brother, my sister My friends or my fiancé?
The search for the Perfect Love was on,
Till I found the Love I was looking for… The love of my Saviour, My Lord Jesus Christ
The more I try to measure His Love
The more it increases. His love has no limits. No barriers.
His Love is so abundant
That he gave his life for me So that I might be saved from The ugly word of darkness.
He brought light into my life.
And brought meaning to my dull dark life
He sent me the best of people to express his love for me.
My Daddy, my Mommy My brother, my sister My friends or my fiancé My teacher, my boss
Each morning is a new beginning with my Lord
Each day He sets aside new surprises for me.
At times I fear this Love would end someday
But He has promised that steadfast love would never cease And His mercies would never come to an end.
That’s My Perfect Love!
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