Today

Thursday, 31 August 2006 11:14

The opportunity to live with you, every day, as the last day,
to sing to Thee, and give my highest praise,
of trust in your love as a child in the arms of the Father,
and ask forgiveness for such a short stay in this sentence
I would say so much, or stay silent love.

Now put your hand on my shoulder, it seemed impossible
I wake up, you know, I'm a bad poet, but it sounds
apas as tender your whistle in the air hummed song
if only I appoint you, if only I appoint you, my sweet, sweet,
my friend Jesus.

Today, again today, supported me, I do not know because you love me
I do not know how you can protect me and I do not know because sweetly
teach me to walk, teach me to watch, you teach me to bow
head, to see that I am dust and ashes, and .... still love me.

Today, I will argue those raindrops you sent from heaven
and I promise Lord, I'm not going to waste.

It's my chance to silence my words, and express your truth.

You know, I'm a bad poet but your poetry tacase my lips,
pronounce this song today, and a new one tomorrow,
Raindrops and you turn into the rivers of living water.
sprout my silence to ask forgiveness
for so short stay in this sentence
love and be quiet.

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