Oh Father;
take my empty eyes
color them in hues
of beauty by the artisan
that's You
and Jesus;
fill my empty life
with the greatest Love
that's You
I long to fill my empty eyes
with the hope
of You
I long to lay my lonely head
inside Your Arms, Oh God;
if even for the shortest time
I looked into Your Eyes divine
I know that I would radiate
a faith sublime
For once we've looked
into Your Eyes
the promise
is fulfilled.
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Poetry used by permission � Sam Hyde.
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