Christian Eliab Ratnam
The Voice Of My Saviour - Poem by Christian Eliab Ratnam
Through the mist of my heart,
I heard a voice,
A sweet, melodious voice
That affirmed the words
Of my long awaited joy.
And through that mist,
A song I heard
That made my tear drops sweet.
A wonderful song that filled my heart,
With the expiation of my guilt.
That mist of sin,
My soul foretold
With repugnance deep within.
That song of peace that voice restored
Amidst a heart of hatred and discord.
That ineffable voice,
My state made known,
That ineluctable state I was in,
Until I inclined my heart unto that voice
That purged my heart of sin.
That voice of old,
Which cleansed my heart,
Is still ringing in my ear.
The voice of my Saviour which said “I love you! ”,
Will stay within me forever.
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