In this world so profane and so insane
devastation and pain are abundant again.
In this world, where my soul inconsolably cries,
let the Word of Your Book not depart from my eyes.
People’s hearts are corrupt and hardened as stones
but the Spirit inside me grieves in sorrow and groans.
In this world full of fear, filled with anger and tears,
let the Word of Your Book not depart from my ears.
In the world so cruel with its tribulations
come, my Lord, bring your justice, your peace and salvation!
In the world where I leave earthly treasures behind
let the Word of Your Book not depart from my mind.
Come, Redeemer, arise! Shake all structures and brake.
On the cross You have conquered the devil, the snake.
In the world where Christ gives to me a new start
let the Word of Your Book not depart from my heart.
18.01.16
The Word of Your Book
© Copyright: Альбина Кумирова, 2019
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