Painted Red

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If I could not hold a pen
I would write of you on my heart instead
You have bought me with Your blood
 And I am painted red by Your love

If I could not say a word
My life would speak of love I don't deserve
Hope means I'm holding onto you
Grace means You're holding me too





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