Conquistodor of Love


Pride swallowed, does life digest
Pain cease when self confessed
Faith take root throughout each test
When heeding voice within the chest
Open eyes aren't self impressed
Tho blinded eyes are death distressed
Ripen fruit upon the blessed
Denouncing self as not the best
Feeding others what they ingest
Not just some, but all the rest
Tidal waves upon the crest
Flow from longing tears confessed
the clotting blood that Love congest
Lest every ounce of Love invest
When Jesus Christ become our Quest
the Holy Spirit in Love Conquest

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