In burning flames You are sandalpaste;
Heat You bring to the polar chilliness.
A desert's aridity attains verdure;
On a fractured breast stream of hope descends.
Anyone's further needs You perceive,
So all know You provide the water of mercy.
A goad You impose upon vanity;
The wheels of Your chariot do not rest.
Those who cherish You, those who don't relish,
Everybody comes, hoping for Your closeness.
Hence, ruled by welfare, with a smile You present
What is not obtained through all of that defect.
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Thursday, June 8, 2023
For our every deficit He compensates
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When we wander astray, He brings us back to the way.
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