The voice of the Lord is sweet
more than the sweetness
of the world can give;
It pierces through the heart
like cold wind
and clothe my whole being
the love more than parents
can give or brethren's embrace.
It's light of the spirit,
a lamp of the body
much more a crystal
or even greater than liquid
water flow or even the sky above.
It redeemed my soul, bit by bit
and lifted up my spirit into
third heaven of celestial glory.
The voice of the Lord is sweet,
simply sweet more than
the cunning sweetness of the devil.
The voice of the Lord is true!
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