Untitled 101 - Peter Wolf Crier

Lord, I want your kiss

Would not beg for one more if one’s all you’d give

Send your grace

I’ll enlist in your army

Be that you’ll find some place for me

Lord, show me your face

Show me once and I’ll keep you all my days

Will be tamed not conspire to treasure seek

Once my eyes find your skin in reach

Lord, I’m yours to take

Although bruised

I’ve got life within these legs

By your word make me whole

Send your saints for me

By my sword I will pray to keep

Love for thee I pledge to keep

Once when you find some plans for me