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I was cooking in my kitchen when I heard some Levitical songs
So I came down to worship
To worship him who calls for the waters of the sea
And pours them down again upon the face of the earth
Rhyme is not the reason that I write my love to you
That I sing this love to you
For even the beauty of rhyme and rhythm
Would demean my love for you
I offer my heart undressed
Bare and true
As you did your body
When on Calvary's cross they ordered my infirmities nailed
Blessed paradox
Your pain, my victory
Blessed paradox
Rhyme is not the reason that I sing my love to you
The reason is the cross