My Song 1

I will sing for you my song
It importunes my mouth
From this cradle of my inmost heart
And I've let it throng.

Let me tell u my tale,
Of the Love of my Love
Which kept me firm and above
The perilous handiwork of devil.

Though danger's the foggy pine road
No evil prattle my mind for fear
For know i know the omnipotence of whom I bear
The Immovable Mover, the Almighty God.

These deeds be made acquaint
To the poor who awaits
Good news or blessings
For those who put God first.

All who could speak arise
And have this message proclaimed,
But if thou be ashamed
The stones will rise and praise.

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