I love You, Lord, of my ancestors Poem 18

Poem - 18

I love You, Lord, of my ancestors
May I honor You O' Lord with all my strength
May I  sing a new song to honor You
Lord, I pay homage to You in this foreign land

Lord, how can I serve You
In the midst of an alien nation
I feel, I must keep quiet and say nothing
But how can I keep my mouth shut

My heart and my bones are burning
With the fire of your love
I may wound myself to show you my love
I will sing and praise Your Holy Name

O, Lord, the beauty of your House amazes me
The Holy Sanctuary where your Holy of Holies resides
Is most precious in my sight while I kneel before You
How beautiful your dwelling place

Lord, You looked at me from your Holy Tabernacle
Your Mercy and Love engulf me all the time
Lord, You lit the Candle of love in my heart
To burn away all my malice and weakness

Your House is the model of paradise
The angels and saints are gathered here
To worship you in Spirit and Truth
And to dwell with You is my eternal happiness.

The rampart of your House is beautiful
Day after day we come to worship You
In Your House we gather whole heartedly
May my musings be pleasing to You

Lord You made me, to know You.
Accepting Your Holy Word whole heartedly
Came not by my own goodness or power
But by Your Mercy Lord, You made a home in me.

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