Above all dreams and mythical realm,
The greater life of paradise could claim.
Higher than the stars in hidden atmosphere
To the far galaxies without measure.
You came to be lived where humans fail,
The thought of heaven surpassing all,
By the gift of hope you gave with pleasure
a vision placed in earthen treasure.
I see the reflections salvation gave,
The bliss and grace to save the enslaved.
Every clouded burst crops of blood,
Was for something riddled with good.
mercy and grace awarded with heaven
A kingdom without measure forgiven.
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