What love is
I knew not till I felt Christ's breath on me.
Dead I was but knew not
Until I was made alive.
All mankind walks in a grave
Until the Grace of God
Makes them awake,
And see Eden for what it is
That God is Eden and not the splendour of the scene.
O, I am poor but God loves the poor,
O, to be meek and as such
Christ will rock me to sleep on a stormy sea.
The devil keeps an alert eye on me
Because I pray and for every inch
I say may God be praised,
And sweet words, but from Christ, I will not depart
For no one has the words of eternal Life!
K.Oni
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