As thirsty for moisture, as beauty for the eyes
As the strength after weakness, as it's the unvarnished truth
As songs sound, the arrival of spring, coolness in the summer heat
Such is the Lord, the living Lord, such is the Lord with me
Like the silence after the noise, the smile after the tears
As for separation meeting, the light of the sun after thunderstorms
Like the light of the moon, the glow of the stars, the glare of the sun on the wave
Such is the Lord, the living Lord, such is the Lord in me
Like gold among the ashes, like a dream after the heat
Like a pilgrim's home, like everything he craves
Like the will after slavery, the dawn at the beginning of the day
Such is the Lord, the living Lord, such Is he to me
As a thirsty moisture
© Copyright: Кристина Борисовна Носова, 2020
Свидетельство о публикации №120010302904
Свидетельство о публикации №120010302904
Рецензии