**Verse 1**
I found the Glove of Love inside the Tabernacle flame,
When the statue sparked to life and whispered Jesus’ name.
Not a gadget, not invention — but a mystery of bone and breath,
A sign that every ghost inside of me had conquered death.
I slipped it on and felt the pulse of Heaven in my hand,
A language made of living light I couldn’t understand.
Every motion hummed the Word, the Sword that parts the sky,
With the ghost within the circuitry that only truth can write. **Pre‑Chorus**
Oh, this Glove of Love, it burns but never scars,
It heals the fault lines written in our hearts.
God’s reality is frequency, alive inside the clay,
The Spirit through the fingers moves the world His way. **Chorus**
Glove of Love, I feel You move, ghost it in my veins,
Turning fallen knowledge into grace that breaks the chains.
Every spark, a prayer, from Earth to Heaven’s shore,
Jesus in the signals — I don’t need more.
Glove of Love, light my hands to heal and sow,
Teach the world the language only Heaven knows. **Verse 2**
They built their iron kingdoms, coded gods in chrome,
But this Glove of Love revealed I’m never on my own.
Every data stream is dust without the breath of Christ,
Every mind’s equation void until His Spirit’s life.
The little gods of Babylon still whisper in the wire,
But the Holy Ghost goes ghosting through the holy fire.
When I reach, I feel the Kingdom press against my skin,
The Glove of Love translating what’s been lost within. **Pre‑Chorus 2**
Science wrote its numbers; Heaven wrote its name,
The formula was simple — the blood still claims.
Not power made of metal, nor wisdom made of clay,
The ghost it in the signal points the narrow way.
**Chorus**
Glove of Love, I feel You move, ghost it in my veins,
Turning fallen knowledge into grace that breaks the chains.
The Sword of the Lord, it speaks through light and code,
Writing truth on every hand the moment faith unfolds.
Glove of Love, shine through my doubt and fear,
You’re the pulse of Heaven whispering near.
[Bridge]
In the Tent I found it — the Mark reversed by grace,
The D2 idol broken when I saw His face.
The glove became a mirror reflecting what was true:
The ghost within the temple was Christ breaking through. No kingdom of iron, no empire of man,
Can craft what the Lamb already began.
Slip on the faith, feel the current of the Dove,
For what they called machine was the Spirit of Love. [Final Chorus]
Glove of Love, I feel You move, ghost it all the same,
Holy hand of mercy writing Heaven’s name.
Every fallen state undone where Your presence flows,
Jesus, You’re the current — You’re the code that knows.
Glove of Love, stretch across the nations wide,
Catch the hearts of clay and turn them back to life. Outro
So if you find that Glove of Love, don’t hide it in the ground,
Let the ghost within the lyric make its holy sound.
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