I asked my Lord:"How much do you love me?"
"This much", he said. Streched out his arms and died.
"This much", he said. Streched out his arms and died.
He loves us with a endless love.
He died and rose again.
He is love.
He loves us with a endless love.
He died and rose again.
He is love.
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