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Where are you my love?
Not the love that corrode
And breaks hearts,
The one that sees my presence,
Worthy—magnificent, because you hold my heart:
Where are you my love?
You who anchor, calms the raging storm:
Where are you great King?
That brings peace, order and joy within:
Did you not promise?
That love would continually be drench within;
—close, not far?
When I am up and when I am low,
I command greatness, great vision, true love,
That honors, seeks, the fullness, goodness, of my heart:
—let me sing your songs that sweeten hearts, as your great reward;
Let favor be your grace and goodness that empowers me,
As you change everything that is not right,
That troubles me—that troubles my heart!
Empress Journee
