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flight of the butterfly, rising free

Sacred Brother

Quietly walking
Selflessly giving
Daily persevering
Serving us all

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arrival

our fate's arrival
was destined by God Himself
only He knows how

Loving You

July 26, 2008

Jesus, my salvation
Save me from this hell
Teach me to be loving
In your heart, I'll dwell

I praise your sacred name
Oh humble and perfect Lamb
Nothing matters more than you
I offer all I am

Helper, Brother, Healer
With me every day
Help me to be strong
As we walk along the way

Soothe my weary soul
With waters, pure and true
Nothing matters more
Than the moments loving you