O Lord of glory and compassion
Whose word to the stars assigns,
The course to move and radiate
Yet tenderly on the man it shines.
I raise my spirit in fiery flames
Of multiple passion and strife,
Quell the heat of my earthly core
And give health to withering life.
You are the one I wholly trust
You are the source of my being,
Listen to my prayers, loving Father
That I lift with birds of morning.
Sun, Aug 28, 2016
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