Time for Grace - Sweet Jesus

All your love spills out like gasoline,

and all your love rips like sick greyhound teeth.

All your love leaves with late light of day,

and all your love comes back like captured slaves

Behold,

all your love.

All your love cools like frost on my car,

and all your love calms like morning alarms.

All your love coughs with blood on your palms,

and all your love lies with the god of Psalms.

Behold,

all your love.