I’d been looking for truth in unbound history
Would you believe God was a myth to me
'Til you crashed my caged life, ’til you led me out
And tore off the veil, ripped out the doubt
Your violent Love like the sea to my drought 

I’d been praying for peace in a place I’d forgot
Would you believe God was a myth to be bought
’Til you took my hand and you kissed with such verve
You filled me with fire when I had no reserve
Your hot wild Love like a balm to my nerve

I’d been searching for solace on a stormy shore
Would you believe God was a myth before
You showed me a world where I wasn’t alone
I’d been holding my breath, shielding my bone
Your raw rousing Love like the wind to my stone

God must be Love and your arms are his throne
Yes, God:  It is Love and your arms are her throne

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