you stumble and I bruise;
you fall and I bleed.
I die for you to live.
you choose! I give it all.
you bring and I take it away.
My crown's thorns and yours My glory.
your hope is low. My plans are bright!
you break and I sow the light,
for you're beautiful in My sight.
Get dressed,  get ready My beloved,
while I build and wait and dream…
I'll saddle up a while horse for two,
when I come… when I come for you!
And so I'll conclude my story
and My letter of Me and you..
J C