That trouble You have given me,
Oh Lord, repeatedly,
On account of just that, about Thee
Day and night I've been thinking.
I know all is but Your liila,
Sensory perceptions strange and novel.
For that reason, in that play intoxicating,
With both heart and mind I've been drifting.
Gone by have many a month of spring;
They have brought so many tidings.
Eyes are opened and forgetting everything,
Your arrival I am eagerly awaiting.
Getting beaten brings a sensibility
To those with life filled by things worldly.
And so every moment, knowing that only,
A love-song I have gone on singing.
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Friday, October 21, 2022
Just one victory
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I played Your game, but now I crave only Thee.
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