n the center of he, whom God made from nothing
There is a subtle point that no creature can see.
Until His lips fulfill my lips like a reed
From all the worldly advice I must flee. emotions. tony
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n the center of he, whom God made from nothing There is a subtle point that no creature can see. Until His lips fulfill my lips like a reed From all the worldly advice I must flee. emotions. tony