Rushing hurriedly into the glory of another spiritual evening of solitude, sensing a finality in this life of corruption and evil.
God descending in all His glory to save humanity from satan and his evil demons.
Trusting totally in God, watching as He brings about the Holiness of His great compassion and love for all of humanity.
We are praising Him, kneeling before Him in prayer, feeling His holy Blessings covering and filling us fully from within.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem