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YOU ARE MY SOOTHING CALMNESS. Why do I want to serve my Lord? It’s not to help Him but myself. He is perfection and sublime and He gives man the soothing balm. He is so loving and wants man to be quite free, not frightened lamb, that will obey all what He wants, but he resorts to His sweet flute. My Lord, I hurry to Your side to get my inner rest and peace. Mistakes disturb and push my heart to live the anguish none can bear. Near You, my calmness is complete. I find in You all what I need. Your sandals and Your white cloak can move my soul to kiss Your feet. BY JOSEPH ZENIEH ALL RIGHTS RESERVED ———————————————
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Oct 23, 2025
Oct 23, 2025 at 10:38 AM UTC
YOU ARE MY SOOTHING CALMNESS.
YOU ARE MY SOOTHING CALMNESS. Why do I want to serve my Lord? It’s not to help Him but myself. He is perfection and sublime and He gives man the soothing balm. He is so loving and wants man to be quite free, not frightened lamb, that will obey all what He wants, but he resorts to His sweet flute. My Lord, I hurry to Your side to get my inner rest and peace. Mistakes disturb and push my heart to live the anguish none can bear. Near You, my calmness is complete. I find in You all what I need. Your sandals and Your white cloak can move my soul to kiss Your feet. BY JOSEPH ZENIEH ALL RIGHTS RESERVED ———————————————
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Oct 23, 2025
Oct 23, 2025 at 10:38 AM UTC
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