I wonder what it was like
to pour the oil on you,
right before your death.
The love you had for this woman
makes me want to dream more
of when you were in the flesh.
to know you way back then makes
me want to know you more.
Now the love you hold for me and them
makes me dream deep within.
I strive to be like you my King
to know your love you have for me
to show your love you have for others just to think
of you keeps me standing to meet one day face to face
makes me hold onto your sweet embrace.
Written by Betty Bolden