Nothing But Love - Twila Paris

He was an independent son, always on the run

No time to listen to the Father

He stood alone to face the gale, so afraid to fail

Afraid to listen to a brother

Then suddenly like a memory

The candle in his heart burst into flame

And patiently, oh so patiently

The voice of mercy, truth and light

Spoke once again into the night

How can this be?

What do you see?

Nothing but love in its purest form

Nothing but love would go into the storm

Challenge the pride clouding his eyes

Nothing but love could lead him in

Nothing but love would do it again

Is there an independent son with a heart gone wild?

Be still and listen to the Father

Underneath the weight you bear, so afraid to share

Open the curtain to a brother

And suddenly more than memory

The candle in your heart can be a flame

And patiently, oh so patiently

The voice of mercy, truth and light

Will speak again into the night

How can this be?

Who do you see?

(What do you see?)

(What do you see? What do you see?)

Nothing but love in its purest form

Nothing but love would go into the storm

Challenge the pride clouding your eyes

Nothing but love could lead you in

Nothing but love would do it again

When you fall at his feet

And your heart has been humbled and broken

Then the God of compassion will reach down His hand

And He will lift you up, He will lift you up

Nothing but love in its purest form

Nothing but love would go into the storm

Challenge the pride clouding our eyes

Nothing but love could lead us in

Nothing but love

Nothing but love

Nothing but love…