My intended beloved, oh man of my longing
How is it that these things come between you and me?
I lie next to your warmth, oh so ready to imbibe
Til the horror of illness keeps me far, far away once more.
Albeit evil it must be: a test for my weary, so weary heart
You know my lord and my Lord that I do shake with grief so!
Perhaps just for a time, please wait for me love
I shall return soon when illness has gone one day, I promise, I do.
Until then know that you are the one for whom that my heart sings
The one who loves me so, beyond that which I can even wanton,
My knight in shining aluminum, we jest, but you are indeed more
And know me well, I love you too . . . this is all I need to know to live.
Our Jesus is out in front of us two leading us on
When darkness comes, oh here it is again, we shall not be moved;
Hold me as you are able or as my frame lets you in
Forever in my heart you know you will for always be with me.
Jesus is for the Wounded 
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