Place your hand in mine

do not despair

I Am

always with you

until the end of time

fear not

be at peace

guard your heart from men

whose imperfect love decieves

My love will not lie

will not hurt

will heal

your woundedness

Why hold on to that which passes

is fleeting

a dreaming

Come and take my hand

let me lead you to the land

where hearts on fire are never quenched

joy persists

drink from the cup

there is no end

sweet wine

my love