Jesus,
I love you.
Your love makes my soul become the wind.
And the wind,
how can we know where it comes from or where it goes?
We’re free, Jesus.
Amen.
PTH
Jesus,
I love you.
Your love makes my soul become the wind.
And the wind,
how can we know where it comes from or where it goes?
We’re free, Jesus.
Amen.
PTH