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Ramon
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Jesus Christ is the lover of my soul. He bought me back with his life. My soul was as a whore that drunk iniquity like water. There was nothing she wouldn't do to fulfill her lusts. But then the Lord came after me into the dark alley, patient, gentle, kind, meek, and took me out of the brothel. And covered my nakedness with his cloak. He bought me for more than the price of a whore, he bought me with his life. He valued my life when everyone else spat on me. He saved my soul from hell.
I was as a silly and untrained whore, impatient, who left my lover often to go into the streets and corrupt myself again with the same lusts. The whole time My Lover was patient, and each time he paid the price of a whore to have me for his own. He turned me from an unfaithful whore into a faithful bride. He covered my shame. He turned me from a wild beast to a humble servant. Who loves me more than My Lover? I will anoint his feet with the most precious oil and I will shower his feet with my tears. I will wipe his feet with my hair.
Jesus Christ is the lover of my soul.
I was as a silly and untrained whore, impatient, who left my lover often to go into the streets and corrupt myself again with the same lusts. The whole time My Lover was patient, and each time he paid the price of a whore to have me for his own. He turned me from an unfaithful whore into a faithful bride. He covered my shame. He turned me from a wild beast to a humble servant. Who loves me more than My Lover? I will anoint his feet with the most precious oil and I will shower his feet with my tears. I will wipe his feet with my hair.
Jesus Christ is the lover of my soul.