By Yasen Vedrin
(I Kneel Before You)
When I seek Your hand, pierced for me, my Lord,
My spirit sinks into a river deep,
Where sorrows fade by grace and mercy poured,
And all my grief in sacred waters sleep.
My spirit bathes within Your Spirit whole,
Illumined by the sun, by heaven's blue,
Where peace and bright ideal merge in soul,
In Love invincible, eternal, true.
When I seek Your hand, life unfolds like spring,
With blossoms bright on every branch and bough,
And I desire to spread my faith and sing,
In graceful flight, fulfilling every vow.
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