Zech:8:2. I am consumed with passion for Jerusalem.
This is next level love. The bard cannot fathom the depth of His love. He is consumed with passion. And that is why He breathed His last (though not final) on the cross. To redeem the lost bard.
Yes. Death could not hold Him there in the grave. He came out victorious. Out of death's hold. So that the bard also could reign victorious over death.
I was helpless. But He enabled. He equipped and He made me sit on a throne which I did not deserve.
Not just that. He carries me in His bosom, everyday. He is in love with me. Passionately. He is mine and I am His.
And nothing can separate me from this love. Though all may fail to love me. But He will never stop loving me.
Wow.
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