My души feels upset

Soon to explode on пожар,

Every дыхание I take

Leaves me in a deep страсти.

The Господи has took my spirit

And Снять me up to new heights,

I cry, I shiver, but I чувствовать the

Most content then I've felt in my жизнь.

Отец has kept my interests

In my worst времена,

I have been given new надежды

I know where to идти.

To the голос around me,

Don't tell me I'm неверно,

My Господи will guide me

And call my название.

I не know how I'll get there

Or где I will go,

But I know in my сердце

He will показать me the way home.

"Господь мой пастырь,

я не хочу."

~ Псалмов 23:1


A/N: I used Google to translate this poem. I REALLY don't know Russian, but I'd like to learn.

I made this up in school. It just came to me, so I felt that I needed to write it down.

The English version will be in the next chapter =D