Unscathed
Not counterfeited
No iota of Variableness
Undivided essence
Countless
As the air we breathe
Like sand scattered on the earth
Suchlike the dews on every daffodil
As dense as
The mountains that cannot be moved
Rocks and hills, a scenic mould
Sin can’t penetrate its hues
Better
Than the mystery of life
Exalted and incorruptible in time
Purer than the finest wine
Light
As a poor feather in a windy breeze
Yoke so easy, burdens depart
Piercing through the darkest heart
Tangible and real
Deep calls unto deep
His son he sent to die for me
Testament of my salvation sealed
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So divine