Love like a hurricane
A year ago we used to sing a song "Oh how he loves us". I liked the lyrics and the music was nice as well. Yesterday during a prayer meeting we heard the song again and I was yet again reminded,
OH how he loves us.
He is jealous for me, Loves like a hurricane, I am a tree,
Bending beneath the weight of his wind and mercy.
OH How he loves us!
When his love hit us it is like a hurricane and then we want to be a tree to catch as much wind as possible with our branches.
His love shakes us, his love never fails.
Oh how he loves us.
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