I'm so glad it's You

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As i approach Your Feet,

i'm so glad it's You

 

repulsing me

with gentle goad:

"still too angry

to be with Me,"

 

attracting me

with golden noose:

"still too attached

to be with Me."

 

dazzling me

with flower arrows:

"still your senses

to be with Me."

 

deluding me

with sugar-cane bow:

"still your mind

to be with Me."

 

i'm so glad it's You

holding these weapons,

striking so gently.

 

For though i may die

from these wounds,

never knowing You,

 

i'm so glad it's You

Who killed me with

such sweetness.