all my love
Glory to God
The spirit ain't alcohol
I'm tripping over words when I heard you say
"You care for me."
You don't have to feel good,
And you don't have to feel God
To know the divine will find you
And still receive
All my love.
You talk about Jesus, like he needs us
Like the mind of God of you hold.
But, I lift my hands up because he didn't let go.