Saturday, August 18, 2012

A song of our pilgrimage to a New Jerusalem Poem 08

Poem - 8

We are the children, of Israel O’ lord
We are in your Land, of your dwelling place.
Lord, you do not forget; Jacob your servant,
Blessed be the house of David, your servant.
           
            Lord, teach us the way; how to serve you,
            Pour your mercy on us and save us.
            Make us understand your secrets and your covenant
            And help us to share, your inheritance.

Lord, we can do nothing; without you
You are the King, of eternal glory.
Save your servant Jacob and his flocks,
Show them the way; you like to do.

            Lord, lead us to the city, of New Jerusalem,
            Where the angels and saints are praising you unceasingly
            Let our mind and heart be fill with your joy
            When we see your glory and might, face to face 


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