PEACE OF THE LORD.
The Devil roars!!!,
Looking for whom to devour,
The saint, he seeks,
The righteous, he desire.
All tricks,hedevises,
For the saints tolose faith,
Turbulence in their minds,
Fear in their hearts.
The world in turmoil,
Our faith persecuted,
Death everywhere,
Fear in our hearts.
The source of our peace they seek
The source they know not,
Though hard they try,
Yet , less they know
How can they know,
When my peace,
Lies in the secret place
Of the most high
For only those in the light,
Only the circumcised
Can enter the secret place
of the most high and have peace.
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