I'm in a state of pure silence
Sprit from above is making its way into me
I must stay right here
Soak in the good ness of god
Soak in the love of Jesus Christ
But it shall be soon
I'll be able to move again
And go on
With the spirits hand upon my shoulder
Oh how I thank god for his hand to be right there
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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