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A Harlequin
It is a story that began so long ago A love story that continues yet today God chased after It was the beginning in that Garden of Eden
He drew close to They loved Him not, though His love is perfect God chased after them but they would run the other way
He ached to hold in His arms secure The rebellious children He was Father to To other gods they gave their everything Only to break the heart of Him who cherished them
If only they would stay with Him for a while Would they not have seen or come to know His love so great and pure unlike any other No greater love there was, is today, or yet to come
Not content to let them flee from Him Down He came dressed as one of their own They accepted Him not but perhaps a few Only a life to give so for them He gave that too
The storm outside still thunders and pours Rivers of rain plummet from cloud and sky Must be God?s tears that He continues to shed Thunder His sobs for people never forgotten
The story continues even now today It knows no ending while man yet lives He chased after me; at last I stopped, turned around The chase continues at this moment; why do you run?
The arms that long to encircle you A love so pure even though you run Stop, look about, His embrace awaits Maybe, you might even chase after Him
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