Jesus, Jesus, Holy and Annointed One, Jesus.
Your Name is like honey on my lips.
Your Spirit like water to my soul.
Your Word is a lamp unto my feet.
Jesus I love you, I love you.
Jesus, Jesus Holy and Annointed One, Jesus.
This is the song I sing to Alyssa each night when I'm putting her to bed. She knows the routine, and lays her head on my shoulder while I sing.
Not long ago, I lost my voice, and singing was rather painful. So I tried to just hum it. She lifted her head off my shoulder and said, "Mommy, Je!" She wasn't satisfied without the words.
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